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And think of you with pride
And keep you satisfied, oh baby, oh baby

When times got hard, you had ya boy with no stress
Love is a war, you got me out here with no vest
I be up all night, I ain't been getting no rest
I wish I had glasses to see what's under your dress
Baby give me yo best, I love how them jeans fit yo waistline
Courtside, they see us on the baseline
You turn me on every time we FaceTime
If you my baby, you gon' stay mine, you my

We started out as friends but now we lovers
How we start out on the block and end up underneath them covers, tell me
Let's try the backseat of my Benz without no rubber
Pussy good, Kairi been saying she want a little brother, listen
You think I'm joking right? I just got back from Cali
We can smoke tonight, I love scary movies, let's fuck to Poltergeist
I know the last cat did you wrong, I'm here to show ya right
I put in time to learn all about you, this wasn't overnight
You my B-A-B-Y, no more wearing Levi, took you out Adida, we private like a G5
I know you gotta be tired, put you in Prada, you mine
Ya exes gotta be blind, just think you not in your prime
Dotted that line, well shit, it gotta be signed, 'cause you my (baby)
(You already know you my)

They look embarrassed when they seen us, put karats on her finger
She watch too much Maury, this ain't ya average Jerry Springer
I play the bar, minglin', Puerto Rican looking Armenian
A palm reader couldn't see our future
Not lackin' off that pressure, I done lost my car key again
Style 50 Shades of Grey, I studied Kama Sutra
Hallelujah, knocking Odd Future, look in my eyes like I'll do ya
We play Queens for the night, hit God Brewer
My past shorts tryna pop up, like I knew ya
Chasing cash, but this shit can get nasty as five sewers
A couple ice cubes in the glass, splash of Kahlúa
We get into shit, but I been the shit, man that's manure
I be lying if I said I wasn't attracting cougars
We fucked with Ashanti on repeat, that shit was foolish
Shoutout my youngin Yim, I'm with the movers, I'm the coolest
Kept on my Rollie, she just tryna smoke me like I'm hookah
If that ain't your lady, then why you take her to the jeweler?
Don't embrace her like your shoota, couple Aces like my cooler
That Versace shirt smooth but I'm smoother
I'm Slick Rick without the patch, introduced her to my ruler, you my, yeah, you my (baby)
(You already know the vibe)
You my

When times got hard, you had ya boy with no stress
Love is a war, you got me out here with no vest
I be up all night, I ain't been getting no rest
I wish I had glasses to see what's under your dress
Baby give me yo best, I love how them jeans fit yo waistline
Courtside, they see us on the baseline
You turn me on every time we FaceTime
If you my baby, you gon' stay mine, you my (baby)

This ain't nothing they heard through the grapevine
They said if you love her, then you gon' make time
Even if she try to run, know I'm gon' chase mine
Disrespect that, I'm doin' federal or state time

You my (baby)
You my (baby)
Know you my baby

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Writer(s): David Brewster
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave
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