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Real Love, Pt. 2

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From day one, told you I ain't the one you wanna play wit'

I ain't the one that's gon' sit back and never say shit

I know you got a lot of niggas in the bleachers tryna take my play, oh

I'm the only one, b**h, you betta let 'em know

And if I want that p**y from you, better let it go

And, yeah, I f**k wit' you, that's why I keep your wrist on froze

Yeah, I f**k wit' you, then why you act like you don't know, yeah

Shit, called you three-four times, you don't pay no mind

Text you wit' that message, you ain't get the message

When you go in silence I get worried

Pull up on the baby in a hurry, yeah

Sit that booty on a night stand

What you talkin' 'bout? I know you like that

And I'ma tell you when it's over

Oh, yeah, you know she a soldier

Girl, it's a real love

Girl, it's a real love

Ayy, now put your legs up (legs up)

I got her legs up

And now she don't wanna leave

Now she don't wanna leave, oh

You got me in love with the way

In love with the way you say my name, oh

I could stay in it for days

The way that I feel it ain't gon' change, oh

Girl, you got that candy, I'ma crush that thing all night

I'ma old school n**a, so I keep the E&J on ice

Really think that you the one, so baby, you ain't gotta run

'Cause I need a real love

Girl, it's a real love (real love, hey, hey)

Girl, it's a real love (real love, no)

Ayy, now put your legs up (legs up, oh, yeah)

I got her legs up (legs up)

And now she don't wanna leave

Now she don't wanna leave, oh

Baby, real talk (real talk)

I'm still trippin' off the last time (last time)

When we played out your fantasies

I kiss you in places you ain't know I could find (no)

You feel that shit in every stroke

When I hit your soul

Watch your waters flow

Leave you wanting more

Lick you, head to toe

Baby, nice and slow

So, can you let me know how you feel? (Oh, baby it's a)

Girl, it's a real love (real love, real love, oh)

Girl, it's a real love (real love, real love, real love, yeah)

Ayy, now put your legs up (legs up, ooh-)

I got her legs up (legs up)

And now she don't wanna leave

Now she don't wanna leave, oh

Hit you nineteen times, ain't get no reply (now she don't wanna leave, now she don't wanna leave)

You know that you f**k wit' me, girl, I'm your type

Give you all my love and never tell no lies

I'll never tell

Girl, I know how you want it (you want it)

Wake up in it in the morning

Real Love, Pt. 2 de Jacob Latimore/Trevor Jackson/Rotimi - Letras y Covers