Chorus:
Ah, 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 nine and I ain t comin' down,
Real beauty like this, don t come around!
Looking to your eyes to your Dior face,
Let s go high like the
My 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
Ponderin the thought like
I'm the one, your type, baby I can be your icon
Shit, baby I could be your sidekick
You could be my main thing
I think you're the right fit
Chorus:
Ah, 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, ass is so enormous
I promise I wont fall in love
With the pussy, wine in a little bit of time is all it took me
Now I'm knee deep in it
So much I could sleep in it
So good, I think I might... in it!
Ah, shit, there goes my conscience
You 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 in 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 had a brain right"
Call you some we re homies and we re intimate.
How'd you get me in the mix
Track star backyard
Cake like intimate, smoking like an Indian,
You raised off with me!
You know it s real when she makes sure the reel is in
Yeah! At first I rather be a nigger,
Time goes fast and our vibes move quicker.
Couldn t wait around,
Kinda crazy what I do with ya
With the world and
I think I
Chorus:
Ah, shit I got her number now
I call it, I think I love her now,
I m fallin, fallin, fallin! (x2)