Not yet rated — be the first
Your rating
Lyrics
Bust that p- open for a real one She call me her baby like I'm still one They say love's like a BBL, you won't know if it's real until you feel one Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel one? Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel? Sometimes, I think to myself, "What if I was somebody else?" Would your ass still be here? What if I had a CDL even at a STL on our way to ATL in a big 18-wheel Would your ass still be here? Would your ass still be here? Would you love Ed like you love Drake? Love Fred like you love Drake? Love Greg like you love Drake? Love Sayed like you love Drake? Thought you said that you love Drake? Thought you said that you love Drake? Thought you said, ayy Your man brought you to the Drake show Front row and paid all cash Dressed up to the nines, girls showin' all titties, showin' all ass Lookin' at me like you're single, lookin' like you got a hall pass Better take your ass home tonight and love that man like you say you love Drake I'm a well-known player, I'm a well-known trick I'm as well as well-known guests with a long list Of some ho-ho-hoes still waitin' on a gift Guess them ho-ho-hoes still believe in Saint Nick, yeah I'm a Saint, alright? I frank the saner, b- I don't know what you thought this was, baby girl, but that ain't this I don't know who said you a slick Now my uncle, that boy slick I don't know who said you was thick Now see -, that girl thick Nah, I ain't name droppin', I'm just game droppin' I'm just plane hoppin' Hoppin' out and hoppin' in You gon' have to run that top again These boys prayin' I don't drop again This is Sade Adu And you're listening to B.A.R.K Radio