Fallin'

[Chorus:]Aw, shit I got her number now!I call it, I think I love her now,I'm fallin', fallin', fallin'! [x2]Ah, I think I love her now!She make my mother proud,Cloud 9 and I ain't coming down,Real booty like this, don't come around!Look into your eyes through your Dior frames,Let's flow high like when we board planesMy boys look at me all strange,They like what this nigga like on?Up late night staring at your icon,Photo on your blog site pondering the thought likeI'm the one, your type baby i could be your iconShit, baby I could be your Sidekick,You could be my main thing,I think you're the right fit[Chorus:]Aw, shit I got her number now!I call it, I think I love her now,I'm fallin', fallin', fallin'! [x2]I'm about to call her up,She's so gorgeous,that ass is so enormous,I promise I won't fall in loveWith the pussy, wine and a little bit of time is all it took meNow I'm knee-deep in it so much I could sleep in itSo good, I think I might skeet skeet in it!Aw, shit, there goes my consciousI get this picture in my head, of me fallin,She got me calling, fuck it I did!Babe, you left your lip gloss back at my crib,I'm at the studio now, be back at ten,She's right on time, we back at it again (like)[Chorus:]Ah, shit I got her number now!I call it, I think I love her now,I'm fallin', fallin', fallin'! [x2]I'd love to take you down on your lunch break,Hit the fallopian, your ex is a crumb cake.He's Nickelodeon, you know I'm on my main shit,Up at the podium you always give the brain right,Call you Smithsonian, we're homies and we're intimate.How she get me in the mix, track star backyardCake like intimate, smoking like an Indian,You're raised off PhillipiansYou know it's real when she makes sure the rent is in,Yeah! At first I'd rather be a nigger,Time goes fast and our vibes move quicker.Couldn't wait awhile, kinda crazy,How I grew with ya? With the world fend to do with us.I think I'm....[Chorus:]Aw, shit I got her number now!I call it, I think I love her now,I'm fallin', fallin', fallin'! [x2]