From day one told you I ain't the one you wanna play wit
I ain't the one that's gone 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 bitch you better let 'em know
And if I want that pussy from you better let it go
And yeah, I fuck wit you that's why I keep yo wrist froze
Yeah, I fuck wit you and 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 ya legs up (legs up)
I got her legs up
And now she don't wanna leave
Now she don't wanna leave, oh

Check
Baby you got what you came here for
She tell me don't stop she need some more
Oh-oh, from the bed to the floor
Oh, we on round three goin' on four
Girl I know how you want it (want it)
Wake up and hit it in the morning
Baby you ain't got no breaks
We can go all damn day
Baby you can put it in my face

Girl it's a real love
Girl it's a real love
Ayy, now put ya legs up (legs up)
I got her legs up (legs up)
And now she don't wanna leave
Now she don't wanna leave, oh

Now she don't wanna leave
Now she don't wanna leave

Girl I know how you want it (Want it)
Wake up and hit it in the morning

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Jacob O'Neal Latimore