D. Weathers - Goes Around Lyrics

It goes round, it goes
Round and round and round we go
Am I dog? Like who really know?
In this game of love in which we play in
Ima cheater according to rules and regulations
I can't help it, woman are just amazing
I be flirting with ugly ones on occasions
Guess I be buggin
Starring to hard in public, tryin ah find any excuse to start ah discussion
Umm are you into ice cream? Can I offer?
What's ya Facebook messenger? Ima call ya
Or how about yo snap, is that to much to ask?
I'm trying to compliment yo smile but ya ass is fat
I'm trying to look you in yo eyes but yo boobs is bouncing
Good god titties looking like a set of mountains
Baby smelling like a bar of soap
Driving me crazy think I need to pay to car note
Shit you bout to raise my rent
If you had a baby father I would raise yo kids (On god)
(It goes)
(It come)
(It come)
Round and round and round we go
Am I a dog? Like who really know?
Hold up, this is not what it look like
We had to get naked but that's just for the pillow fight
Relax, you taking things out of context
Looking under bed for a bitch and she not a monster
Yelling first, the I yell louder to prove something
May prove me wrong, but to piss her off I won't say nothing
But it's cool, cause arguing what we do
It's like she wanna let me rock but don't wanna look like a fool
And I get it
Could you forget it?
Loyal and faithful don't share the same definition
They just don't, true love come from the kitchen
I f*ck you, you make taco then clean the dishes
Then I take ya car and you start tripping
Calling, asking mad questions minding my business
I mean these bitches is bad but you my pride and joy
Stop playing Yvette, you know I'm ya baby boy
(It goes)
(It comes)
(It go uh)
Round and round and round we go
Am I a dog? Like who really know?