Greezy - Coming Undone lyrics

[Verse 1: Greezy] She say I love you boy ‘Cause I'm her loverboy She‘ll buy me anything, she knows I'm unemployed She hit me off with cash anytime I need it She got another man but shhh.. it's a secret All's fair in love and war She takes me shopping for clothes at the mall I come when she calls Early morn, late nights, anytime is cool Sometimes she even picks me up after school We like to go skinny dipping in her pool And then we move this party into the bedroom I'm a smooth operator she likes my game Tall, dark and handsome with a foreign name 17 years of age can't hate a player Once you go black you can't go back you haters Heard a key in the door, grabbed my phone and shoes Then jumped out the window in my birthday suit [Chorus: Bella Rafaell] Hey boy (You're the reason) All you need is love You've got me coming, coming undone I could never let you go All you need is love [Verse 2: Animos] Damn girl, stop teasin' me I hate to see you go, love to watch you leave In that mini skirt you could do no wrong Treat me like dirt girl, it turns me on Word is bond, ‘Mos need a rough chick Eat popcorn while we watch a snuff flick She the type of girl who pick fights in the club With a pack of thugs and tells me back her up She push me away almost every day Then she calls me late at night saying “I'm lonely again” If I had more sense I would stay away But in my defence I love the games she plays When she stay with me she always stealin' my sh** Next night at the bar I'm still buyin' her drinks My boys all tellin' me that I should leave her But the more she ignores me the more I need her [Repeat Chorus] [Verse 3: Impromptu] Hey girl, I'm really feeling your figure Skip a skinny thang, I like ‘em a little thicker With a body like that, how can I keep my hands still? No exercise for you, skip the treadmill I like a chick that don't quite fit in her clothes She gotta inhale just to get the zipper to close In her cleavage, where she hides her mobile phone Her undersized double-D bra's about to explode When we out on a date there ain't no ordering salad She got a sweet tooth, apple pie and pastry palette There ain't an eyelid battered when desserts gets savaged When seconds come around, she got me thinking ‘bout marriage It's like four and a half of Kim Kardashian's a**es So why don't we skip fast past the Pilates cla**es And eat pastas and drink milkshakes in champagnes gla**es Then go home to bed and eat pizza in our pyjamas [Repeat Chorus] (All you need is love)