Lyrics

Boy, you went crazy, you must've went out of your mind Don't hit me a week, and then say can you come get me a line? When we're together you never tell me how you feel And lately I've been looking for something that's real You should just feel up Touchin' on me like it's real love Baby, come on and just feel up, oh-oh-oh Make me feel like this is real love Feelin' on that, feelin' on that, feelin' on that, fool Give a bad bitch a baby, ayy, it's a booby Trap, ooh, she in a two-piece, it's a movie How you show her real love? Fuck in the jacuzzi I be showing real love, I'm nice to Mama And daddy don't approve, but he know I got them commas He told me "Look son, just keep out the drama" I said "Okay pops" Lyin', wearing Prada I swear to God I'm that nigga, she that bitch I swear to God she skinny, but I hit it like she thick I'm crazy for her so she with all the crazy shit She always under me, she a down ass bitch Feel up Touchin' on me like it's real love Baby, come on and just feel up, oh-oh-oh Make me feel like this is real love, real love How you gon' hate on my girlfriends and think I don't know? Then hit me and say, "Can I get VIP to the show?" (VIP to the show) We used to stay up all night talking, now I just don't know (I just don't know) Now you been turning your back on me, got me so cold You should just feel up Touchin' on me like it's real love Baby, come on and just feel up, oh-oh-oh Make me feel like this is real love, real love Real love, real love, real love, real love Real love
Writer(s): Marc Griffin, Pia Mia Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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