Lover Boy

I can be your man I'm that lover boy Taking all your problems from that other boy I can bring you underwater drowning all the noise And if you're down with that sprinkle in a little joy Baby I ain't playing I ain't trying to be atari If you see me catching feelings baby girl I'm sorry You got other niggas but I know they couldn't top me So I'ma keep on talking all my shit baby don't stop me You're all I want you're all I need In my hands not in my fantasy Take you to the water down by the sea Looking at reflections of you and me I can be your man I'm that lover boy Taking all your problems from that other boy I can bring you underwater drowning all the noise And if you're down with that sprinkle in a little joy You good Triple? Put you on that spot now (yeah yeah) You can be my little shorty get you locked down (finna get you locked) For real Get you feelin spellbound (magical) We gon' step up in that party we gon' pop out (hop out the truck truck) Still that lover boy from 2006 (06) Touch up on my bitch you get hit with the sticks (Brrrrah) Throwin up three fingers I ball with the Knicks (bucket bucket) I got my seaside shooters removing ya cliques (yeah yeah) Lover boy I'm that other boy (yeah) Lover boy Finna make some paper, paper, paper (Brrrrah) Lover boy I'm that other boy (that other boy) Lover boy Finna make some Make some Make some Make some Yeah Pull up on the field and we down by four gotta switch up my flow gotta switch up my cadence All of my exes and o's it's a think I'm a star boy, but I keep them acquainted (yeah) Finna tic-tac-toe these hoes on the low to the block Cause I got no patients (hold up hold up) CB said these hoes ain't shit but I got one bitch who can keep me tainted (boom boom boom) Came out the water I'm taking your daughter she call me a king I feel like Poseidon Off-white Mustang chariot Whip it to the Marriott cause you know that she ridin Lover boy up in my veins yeah the feeling is strange but you're never gonna catch me lying Shout out my exes cause it be hotter than Texas Made another hit without trying Still that lover boy from 2006 (yeah yeah) Touch up on my bitch you get hit with the sticks (ohh) Throwin up three fingers I ball with the Knicks I got my seaside shooters removing ya cliques (bow bow bow) Lover boy I'm that other boy (that other boy) Lover boy Finna pull up on your block finna get so crazy (eh-yeah) Lover boy I'm that other boy Lover boy Finna make some Make some Make some Make some