NEVE CAMPBELL

Man, I swear to this girl like Neve Campbell
Ay, look, ay

Might pull up to her hood in a Benz
No sleeping like Seattle
My girl like Neve Campbell
Ay
Swear she like a girl from a movie scene
Take her to the six, all night make her scream
Candle light, Fahrenheit
Sweating high and heavy
I can't get enough, she turn me on
She too sexy
I just lose it round you, baby
I ain't talking Fetty
Make me feel good again
I feel like I'm 20
Uh

I just lose it round you, girl
Yeah, that's word of Fetty
Make me feel so good again
Girl, it's like I'm 20
She in Michael Kors, dripped out
She way too trendy
She said I couldn't get her
Said, how much you want to bet me
With you, girl, I feel enough
Yeah, I'm never empty
Your ex is getting creepy, getting petty
Your last man was trash
Yet he feeling way too hefty
He try to intervene
He get 2 guns like I'm Lefty
Ay
We can be the new age Bonnie and Clyde
Closer than the family on Party Of Five
Never treat each other like a side
Ay
Down for you, baby
Ride and die
Out for the night
She a wild thing, though
Copped a Lotus from my homie
Word to Tony Maples
She a baddy, hard to tell that she is an angel
Half a bottle of Bel-Air and rum on the table
When we get up in our moods
It's a different space, though
Sometimes when we fight
We get all unstable
Make up sex straight wild
It's so tasteful
Skin soft like the petals that bloom up in April
Ay

Might pull up to her hood in a Benz
No sleeping like Seattle
My girl like Neve Campbell
Ay
Swear she like a girl from a movie scene
Take her to the six, all night make her scream
Candle light, Fahrenheit
Sweating high and heavy
I can't get enough, she turn me on
She too sexy
I just lose it round you, baby
I ain't talking Fetty
Make me feel good again
I feel like I'm 20

She seen me at my worst
And she seen me at my best
And she still hasn't left
92 plus 8 for a nigga
Man, I swear I'm blessed
Always showing love
Never disrespect
That's a bet
Kevin Costner in this bitch
For you, I'll always protect
Like a bodyguard
Wish someone would step
I would catch one in the neck for you
Stay loyal, I might cop a diamond ring for you
They test me, I could really put in work for you
Driving in the range
I got my cap on
I got my Timbs dusty
Bury them six feet out in the country
If they feeling lucky
Ay

Might pull up to her hood in a Benz
No sleeping like Seattle
My girl like Neve Campbell
Ay
Swear she like a girl from a movie scene
Take her to the six, all night make her scream
Candle light, Fahrenheit
Sweating high and heavy
I can't get enough, she turn me on
She too sexy
I just lose it round you, baby
I ain't talking Fetty
Make me feel good again
I feel like I'm 20



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Writer(s): Trevond Threlkeld
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