Who Luvs Ya
(I know)
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
Who wants to L-O-V-E me
And I need it F-R-E-E (who who)
I'll never F-L-E-E if you're loyal
And you got that Fiji (you you you)
You're screaming fuck your baby daddy
He's a dead beat (dead beat)
You're way to sexy girl skeeyee (skeeyee)
I'm a nigga who can sweep you of your feet
Aint got to creep (nah)
Or if you want we can keep it on the hush
Don't like people in my business either
Don't need to swipe left baby
I can swipe Visa's
You the main attraction
I'm attracted to your features
Got a boss up type demeanor (yeah)
And a really cheeky around the keester
(That thing fat yeah)
Go and tell your friends I'm a keeper
Love's color blind so that don't matter either
(That don't matter)
You can be a brown skin goddess (yeah)
A little bit gothic (yeah)
Snow bunny like Easter (Snow bunny like easter)
Can be a strong black queen
Yellow Yao Ming and I'm still gonna freak her
(Yeah I'm still trying to freak)
No pain no gain love is a cold game
So I ride with a heater (yeah I ride with it)
Young Johnny Coltrane blowing weed like a sax
Got a bottle in the freezer (just vibing vibing)
I'm look for a pleaser (pleaser)
Who sucks it up better than a vacuum cleaner (eater)
One who aint a clinger (aint a clinger)
Believes nothing what they hear
Half what they saw if that's her then I need her
One who plays me loud out the speakers
And sings along like a feature
Who sends me sexy ass photos
Sex never so-so hot like cocoa (hot hot)
(I know)
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
I know you're looking for some structure
A best friend and a hustler (yeah)
Soft and submissive when I touch her
Them trash niggas that you're used to
Belong in the dumpster
I really hope you don't recycle
Can't turn a bum into a husband (nah)
Can't turn a hoe into a bridal (nah)
And I put that on the bible
So baby if you want the title
I think I ought to mention
I'm not really into Botox or them lip fillers
But it's your body your choice I dig it (I dig it)
Takes a lot to be a bad bitch I get it (I get it)
Whole lot of critics whole of bigots
Whole lot of bitches that copy your style
That's a whole lot of mimic's whole lot of gimmicks
Whole lot of business I handle everyday
We can run up them digits like a race no matter your race
You can be a brown skin goddess (yeah)
A little bit gothic (yeah)
Snow bunny like Easter (Snow bunny like easter)
Can be a strong black queen
Yellow Yao Ming and I'm still gonna freak her
(Yeah I'm still trying to freak)
No pain no gain love is a cold game
So I ride with a heater (yeah I ride with it)
Young Johnny Coltrane blowing weed like a sax
Got a bottle in the freezer (just vibing vibing)
I'm look for a pleaser (pleaser)
Who sucks it up better than a vacuum cleaner (eater)
One who aint a clinger (aint a clinger)
Believes nothing what they hear
Half what they saw if that's her then I need her
One who plays me loud out the speakers
And sings along like a feature
Who sends me sexy ass photos
Sex never so-so hot like cocoa (hot hot)
(I know)
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
Who wants to L-O-V-E me
And I need it F-R-E-E (who who)
I'll never F-L-E-E if you're loyal
And you got that Fiji (you you you)
You're screaming fuck your baby daddy
He's a dead beat (dead beat)
You're way to sexy girl skeeyee (skeeyee)
I'm a nigga who can sweep you of your feet
Aint got to creep (nah)
Or if you want we can keep it on the hush
Don't like people in my business either
Don't need to swipe left baby
I can swipe Visa's
You the main attraction
I'm attracted to your features
Got a boss up type demeanor (yeah)
And a really cheeky around the keester
(That thing fat yeah)
Go and tell your friends I'm a keeper
Love's color blind so that don't matter either
(That don't matter)
You can be a brown skin goddess (yeah)
A little bit gothic (yeah)
Snow bunny like Easter (Snow bunny like easter)
Can be a strong black queen
Yellow Yao Ming and I'm still gonna freak her
(Yeah I'm still trying to freak)
No pain no gain love is a cold game
So I ride with a heater (yeah I ride with it)
Young Johnny Coltrane blowing weed like a sax
Got a bottle in the freezer (just vibing vibing)
I'm look for a pleaser (pleaser)
Who sucks it up better than a vacuum cleaner (eater)
One who aint a clinger (aint a clinger)
Believes nothing what they hear
Half what they saw if that's her then I need her
One who plays me loud out the speakers
And sings along like a feature
Who sends me sexy ass photos
Sex never so-so hot like cocoa (hot hot)
(I know)
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
I know you're looking for some structure
A best friend and a hustler (yeah)
Soft and submissive when I touch her
Them trash niggas that you're used to
Belong in the dumpster
I really hope you don't recycle
Can't turn a bum into a husband (nah)
Can't turn a hoe into a bridal (nah)
And I put that on the bible
So baby if you want the title
I think I ought to mention
I'm not really into Botox or them lip fillers
But it's your body your choice I dig it (I dig it)
Takes a lot to be a bad bitch I get it (I get it)
Whole lot of critics whole of bigots
Whole lot of bitches that copy your style
That's a whole lot of mimic's whole lot of gimmicks
Whole lot of business I handle everyday
We can run up them digits like a race no matter your race
You can be a brown skin goddess (yeah)
A little bit gothic (yeah)
Snow bunny like Easter (Snow bunny like easter)
Can be a strong black queen
Yellow Yao Ming and I'm still gonna freak her
(Yeah I'm still trying to freak)
No pain no gain love is a cold game
So I ride with a heater (yeah I ride with it)
Young Johnny Coltrane blowing weed like a sax
Got a bottle in the freezer (just vibing vibing)
I'm look for a pleaser (pleaser)
Who sucks it up better than a vacuum cleaner (eater)
One who aint a clinger (aint a clinger)
Believes nothing what they hear
Half what they saw if that's her then I need her
One who plays me loud out the speakers
And sings along like a feature
Who sends me sexy ass photos
Sex never so-so hot like cocoa (hot hot)
(I know)
Who loves you
Can you tell me who loves you
(I know)
Who Loves you (without your love)
Can you tell me who loves you
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me
Who loves you
Can you tell me can you tell me (yeah)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who really loves me (Who really loves me)
(I know)
Who loves you can you tell me who loves you
(I know I know)
Who loves can you tell me who, who loves you
Credits
Writer(s): Dontarious Morgan, Kevin Mccord, Xavier Berry
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