This could be love Don't know what to do with you baby You just got me actin' so crazy And I think this could be love I just can't say no to you baby Whatever you want I'm so gone I can't think And I think it might be love

Love sensation It's such a good vibration But you got me burning up with your love sensation You got me fill you up with your love sensation Take me away yeah Ooh, it's got me in its spell A feeling that I knew so well And when you hold me close so it's,

I just wanna go back, back to 1999 Take a ride to my old neighborhood Wanna go back, wanna go I just wanna go back Sing "Hit me baby, one more time" Never under pressure, oh Ooh, wish that we could go back in time, uh Got memories Ooh, maybe we could do

OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK, OK I fuck this bitch, OK Nut on her lip, OK I got a stick, OK, I let it hit, OK Lil Purpp, Lil Pump, aye Huh, ooh, yuh, yuh Yuh, all these chains man, (brr) yuh, yuh Lil Pump, Lil Purpp (aye) Ronny J on the beat bitch

Ooh, God, that's the trouble with me I need the trouble with you I need the trouble with trust Ooh, God, that's the trouble with us Got me fighting naked, nothing sacred We're tearing paint off the walls It's on the edge of emotional I see that look in

Ah uh, ooh, ah uh Oh give me that, give me that, give me that I'm riding like a nympho Tonight I'm with all that 300 for to my squad, promise I give you all I got Bitch fall back I hit your spot, he don't do that for you I know She got a thing for

Got bitches 'n marijuana Bail any girl that I wanna I got 'em, I got 'em I can tell by the way you move that you a problem Ooh, she bad, she don't do it for free You can tell by the way I walk that I got 'em Got bitches n marijuana Ah, T-ballin',

I’m so bad, I’m so bad So bad, I’m so bad It’s like the sun With black rays so bad, so bad Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, across your face You’ve got my heart beating triple time A dark rhythm beating just behind

You, you, oh! Ooh, ooh, ooh I need to dig a little deeper Dig a little deeper (Oh) I can't see it, I don't feel it You, you, oh, you! And I don't think I'm ready to go in this heavy I thought we would take it slow And now you got that feelin'

You lot, what? Don't stop, give it all you got Don't stop, yeah You're frettin', you're sweatin' What have we got? Yeah, ooh The magnificent seven Ring, ring, it's 7:00 A.M. Move yourself to go again Cold water in the face