Confirmation
Hitmaka
Making love to you
Feels so strange now
'Cause we didn't get so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
'Cause I need you and you need me
Head on my chest, I feel you breathing
Better fuck me good, don't tease me
She said, I can show you a few things
So watch me pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Making love to you (we be making love)
Feels so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hoping you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
Send me your location, I'm on the way (way)
Just like I got off the bench, I ain't got time to play
No, we ain't got time to bullshit
She like, "I just got my hair done, boy, you better not pull it" (pull it)
So you know I had to pull it, I'm a bully (yes sir)
Bring that ass over here, don't fear me
Just hit my line when you in my city
Fucking on the kitchen counter, by the dishes
In the kitchen, hit you by the butter biscuits
Got my eyes on you, I got tunnel vision, ooh
Makin' love to you (you, ooh, feel so strange)
Feel so strange now (feel so strange)
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel (feel, yeah)
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
No makeup on but you still look pretty
Go deep inside, makin' sure you feel me
Better fuck me good, don't tease me
I can show you a few things
So watch me pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Making love to you
Feels so strange now
'Cause we didn't get so distant
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
'Cause I need you and you need me
Head on my chest, I feel you breathing
Better fuck me good, don't tease me
She said, I can show you a few things
So watch me pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Making love to you (we be making love)
Feels so strange now
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel
And I'm hoping you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
Send me your location, I'm on the way (way)
Just like I got off the bench, I ain't got time to play
No, we ain't got time to bullshit
She like, "I just got my hair done, boy, you better not pull it" (pull it)
So you know I had to pull it, I'm a bully (yes sir)
Bring that ass over here, don't fear me
Just hit my line when you in my city
Fucking on the kitchen counter, by the dishes
In the kitchen, hit you by the butter biscuits
Got my eyes on you, I got tunnel vision, ooh
Makin' love to you (you, ooh, feel so strange)
Feel so strange now (feel so strange)
'Cause we done got so distant (yeah)
And I just don't know how
But I know that he don't make you feel
How you supposed to feel (feel, yeah)
And I'm hopin' you can see this clearly
Just call my phone when you in my city
No makeup on but you still look pretty
Go deep inside, makin' sure you feel me
Better fuck me good, don't tease me
I can show you a few things
So watch me pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (ooh, just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this (pop it just like this)
Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop it just like this
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ward, Joshua Parker, Dejavious Sheats, Jeremy Biddle, Jalen Joshua Carter
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