772 Love, Pt. 3 (Your Love)

Oh-oh, oh-oh, give me your, give me your Give me your love, I'm in love with your touch Your sex is better than drugs Her mama love me even though I'm a thug She say she can't get enough Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at? I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe (ooh) And I really want your lovin', oh-whoa When you leave, it be hard to let you go 'Cause when you leave, half of my heart feels cold And you say that there's lovin', no, ooh And you say that there's lovin', girl But you know that I'm Young Nigga World I'ma get ahead regardless But the skreets is why I'm heartless, ooh-ooh-woo Break us up, baby, when they say rumors, they lyin' We ain't really fuckin' with these bitches, they be tryin' But you don't like to listen, you get shit inside your head Fuck you and fuck everything your friends said, know how I feel Give me your love, I'm in love with your touch Your sex is better than drugs Her mama love me even though I'm a thug She say she can't get enough Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at? I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe (ooh) Hey, baby, I'm BSlime, it's nice to meet you (it's nice to meet you) I saw you from a mile away, it's great to see you (it's great to see you) You lookin' bad, but I can tell that you a diva (that you a diva) I'll break and bag you and I put you on new freezer (on new freezer) I'll teach you everything, bae, I could be your teacher (I'll be your teacher) You can be my everything, or you can be my eater (you can be my eater) I could buy you weddin' ring, or put you on the bleachers (on the bleachers) I ain't trustin' no one, baby, I gotta keep my heat tucked What you say, what you say? Hey, yeah (hey, yeah) My love is dead, I'm in L.A., yeah (I'm goin' hard, bro) I'm gettin' bread, I'm gettin' paid (I'm goin' hard, bro) I wanna spoil you, like, "Baby, come here" (girl, where you at?) Give me your love (your love) I'm in love with your touch (with your touch) Your sex is better than drugs (it's a drug) Her mama love me even though I'm a thug (baby, I'm a thug) She say she can't get enough (enough) Tryna leave, baby, where the hell you goin' at? I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe (I ain't tryna let you leave) I ain't tryna let you leave me, babe (yeah, yeah, yeah, oh-oh)