Whoa Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm I know you tired of seeing your n***a locked up But it ain't my fault, lil b**h they stay calling the cops, bruh And i know you say that you down to ride and keep it real But you that it's something that I never feel But i feel it when i'm with ya' I'm tryna' get to know ya' Never met a real street n***a Well, baby let me show ya' Uh, uh She gon' bend it over, uh She obedient, she do what i told her Girl, I wanna f** with you Girl, I wanna f** with you I think I'm catching feelings I don't know what to do Girl, I tryna f** with you Girl, I wanna f** with you I think I'm catching feelings You got me so confused Girl, I wanna f** with you Girl, I wanna f** with you I think I'm catching feelings I don't know what to do Girl, I tryna f** with you Girl, I wanna f** with you I think I'm catching feelings You got me so confused I'm so confused Make love to me If you go or die Keep in touch with me The way you wear your hair, is because of me So, why you never ever show no love to me Don't say a word, just get on top and make sweet love to me Oooh, I know, I know you f** with me You know it's Melly baby, so gon' and bed it over Never met a real street n***a that's exaclty what i told her Uh, oooh, she from Atlanta, Georgia You know my car don't run on keys, they run on Florida water Bad hoe, super fine So divine, just be mine... Ay, ay, oh no, if i'm catching feelings, boo, i let them go Cuz' you know... I was feeling, i was feeling how i'm f**ed up in this jam Where the f** you was at when i was locked up in the ground (Mumbles) b**h, i don't know how to love, so teach me how... b**h, you ain't sh** to me, hit the door (b**h you green as f**) I got caught for pictures no mo' Damn, ha ha ha, you silly hoe (oh no...) That's why i know you slurp that dick like gon and bend it over... Stop playing with a n***a like me 100 Bands, and your n***as asleep, (girl...)