[ Featuring Joyce Wrice ]
Feel it, want it and I know I'm bad for you
But forget it and just come and get it
We don't really make a match in heaven but we're connected somehow
So come and get it
My boo boo boo, my boo boo boo
Dark skin, light skin and she mad cool
Frizzy and Brazilian I don't know who
I make my bed like she, make my food
Snaps on repeat, oh she like me
Oh she might be, be my wifey
I was on my Kobe, Grammy's over trophies
After school the programs, kept me from my lonely
Hoping out the Uber, linkin' with my jeweler
My girl like Madonna, the afro be Medusa
I be king wifey I don't like Jay Z
The sunny days call it, I love my baby
Feel it, want it and I know I'm bad for you
But forget it and just come and get it
We don't really make a match in heaven but we're connected somehow
So come and get it
And who you calling doggy? Enough of ya malarkey
Black boy's winning, white boy's watching
Wifi slow mo, crop that photo
He like Rejjie, dress like Rejjie
Moschino on my shoulder, that bloody nosed coker
That cocaine crazy, I'm drug free and sober
He wear fake Polo, that Marco Polo
Guitar string solo, guitar string solo
Feel it, want it and I know I'm bad for you
But forget it and just come and get it
We don't really make a match in heaven but we're connected somehow
So come and get it
Feel it, want it and I know I'm bad for you
But forget it and just come and get it
We don't really make a match in heaven but we're connected somehow
So come and get it
