Catching Feelings

Catching Feelings
Whoa, uh
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm
I know you tired of seeing a young ni*** locked up
But it ain't my fault, lil bitch they stay calling them cops, bruh
And I know you say you down to ride and that you keep it real
But don't you know that it's something that I ain't never fear

But I feel it when I'm with ya'
I'm tryna' get to know ya'
Never met a real street ni***
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 bend it over
Never met a real street ni*** that's exactly 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 hoes, superfine
So divine, just be mine...
Ay, ay, oh no, if I'm catching feelings, do I let her go
Cuz' you know...
I was feeling, I was feeling how I'm fuc*** up in this jam
Where the f*** you was at when I was locked up in the ground
(Mumbles)
Bitch, I don't know how to love, so teach me how...
Bitch, you ain't shit to me, hit the door
(Bitch you green as fuck)
I can't f*** witcha 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 ni*** like me
100 Bands, and your niggas asleep (Girl...)