Brian Fresco - Lonely lyrics

[Intro: Bjrnck] Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak [Verse 1: Brian Fresco] Yeah, whenever you want me Whenever you call, whenever you’re horny I’ll be your pony I’ll be your homie, call me your hombre Only we know it, what we be doing Licking that lovely, stroking, you moaning Whenever you lonely Whenever you lonely (Whenever I’m lonely) Just hit up my phone, we’ll talk about homie Then when I’m touring (Then when you’re touring) Don’t mean to be boring Or like I’m holdin’, really just moldin’ ‘Cause, girl, you a trophy (Boy, I’m a trophy) Just need to be golden (Need to be golden) And I’m tired of these hoes just thought you should know that [Refrain: Bjrnck and BJ the Chicago Kid] Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (Baby, I don’t know) Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (I can’t explain, I can’t explain) [Verse 2: Brian Fresco] However you want it I’ll flip it, I’ll lick it, I’ll kiss it, I’ll hit it The minute I’m on it (The minute you on it) All up in that monkey Actin’ a donkey Wish you could clone me (Wish you could clone me) ‘Cause you know you can’t own me You so sick of this rollin’ Stone, rollin’ down stony Leavin’ you lonely But whenever you lonely (Whenever I’m lonely) Just to turn to this song I’ll sing to you slow So leave for the call me (Leave for the call me) ‘Cause you know you can’t call me Feelings just fallin’ Money just stallin’ ‘Cause whenever we argue Girl, you know that I start You wanna be part, but I can’t ’cause I’m locked ‘Cause the b**h got the key to my heart (Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak) That p**y be tasting like water And whenever you call, girl, I slaughter If you get it, you know Fresco taught her I train all of my b**hes, Coach Carter I swear that’s what these b**hes should call ’em ‘Cause they know when my team full of ballers From the bottom, but n***as we toppin’ How this topics, now we toxic To these rappers who rap with no topics So, baby, no need for the talkin’ Just get topless All that nonsense Girl, it obvious you with the money team Girl, I thought [Refrain: Bjrnck and BJ the Chicago Kid] Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (Somethin’ ’bout everything you do to me, baby) Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (It’s drivin’ me out of my mind tryna figure out what you do to me, baby) Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (Yeah) Can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (I’m not, I’m not finding knowing what I’m sayin’ ’bout you, baby) Sayin’ ’bout me, baby [Outro: BJ the Chicago Kid and Bjrnck] Yeah, can’t explain why your lovin’ makes me weak (Why your lovin’ makes me weak) Ohh can’t explain, can’t explain (Can’t explain, can’t explain, can’t explain) No, no, matter of fact I’m on way to you, baby (Oh, baby, your lovin’ makes me weak, me weak, yeah)