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Woods - Loverboy Lyrics



Woods - Loverboy Lyrics




Lover boy,
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy,

Loverboy,

Yeah,
I try making all my songs for you, songs for you
Songs for you,

Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy

I try making all my songs for you, songs for you
Songs for you
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy

All these Ashleys take my recess time
It's 'bout reached that time where I need more time
A hundred years probably won't be enough
I feel that fire, I been running boy
I been a lover boy, that's out my mother, boy
Ay, I can't really sleep without you next to me
This a, this a game with out a referee
They out here pressing me
They really testing me
You my necessity like your accessory
When we be time travelling,
Unraveling thoughts in the back of the car,
Yeah, we be going off in the back of the... aw
And I call myself
Loverboy

I feel gifted with the shit because I do it flawless
I can't tell if I am crazy or I'm just an artist
All these people showing love, it got me tripping on it
Sometimes I can skip the gym because I wake up stronger
They don't really know me, they don't really know
Imma really go big, I can feel it though
Where did the ceiling go?
Wake up everyday for years
God, tell me where the feeling go,
I love you

Yeah, we cooking up
But you cant cook enough
When you got these artist out here saturating markets
With they gimmicky whack song, they trash song
With whack beat that they can rap on
Man, I'm taking it back dog
I'll be the rap plug like pull up to the back door
Man, I been out my zone like an Alpine Road
Gotta find my mode, I stay hot like stove

Yeah, we cooking up
Yeah, we cooking, cooking
Yeah, we... uh
I been out my zone like an Alpine Road
Gotta find my soul, it burn hot like stove
How come my heart cold?
It be overlooked, underpaid, under booked
Under qualified, this is homicide
Tell my Momma I don't wanna die
Rookie of the year, is it clear?
I got too much shit to do
To be loving you but they call me Loverboy
This shit what I do, I love you

Yeah they call me Loverboy, Loverboy
Loverboy, yeah

Fiji water in my palm, smoking fruity pebbles
It keep the evil off me, Satan sending demons at him
Evil what you think it is so stop thinking shit
In the mirror praying fame don't get the best of him
He'd give the rest of him just to get a taste
I say Grace, f*ck a grave
All my people need to be saved
In the mirror looking in his eyes, its always hard to think
Running water pouring out the sink
My soul go down the drain
It's all just a dream

It's 'bout reached that time where I need more time
A hundred years probably won't be enough
I feel that fire, I been running boy
I been a lover boy, that's out my mother, boy
Ay, ay, I can't really sleep without you next to me
This a, this a game with out a referee
They out here pressing me
They really testing me
They get the best of me
They want my treasury
They use they weaponry
I get them mentally,
I use telepathy and use the Universe to do the better thing
Yeah, I call myself
Loverboy
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Lover boy,
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy,

Loverboy,

Yeah,
I try making all my songs for you, songs for you
Songs for you,

Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy

I try making all my songs for you, songs for you
Songs for you
Yeah, they call me Loverboy, Loverboy

All these Ashleys take my recess time
It's 'bout reached that time where I need more time
A hundred years probably won't be enough
I feel that fire, I been running boy
I been a lover boy, that's out my mother, boy
Ay, I can't really sleep without you next to me
This a, this a game with out a referee
They out here pressing me
They really testing me
You my necessity like your accessory
When we be time travelling,
Unraveling thoughts in the back of the car,
Yeah, we be going off in the back of the... aw
And I call myself
Loverboy

I feel gifted with the shit because I do it flawless
I can't tell if I am crazy or I'm just an artist
All these people showing love, it got me tripping on it
Sometimes I can skip the gym because I wake up stronger
They don't really know me, they don't really know
Imma really go big, I can feel it though
Where did the ceiling go?
Wake up everyday for years
God, tell me where the feeling go,
I love you

Yeah, we cooking up
But you cant cook enough
When you got these artist out here saturating markets
With they gimmicky whack song, they trash song
With whack beat that they can rap on
Man, I'm taking it back dog
I'll be the rap plug like pull up to the back door
Man, I been out my zone like an Alpine Road
Gotta find my mode, I stay hot like stove

Yeah, we cooking up
Yeah, we cooking, cooking
Yeah, we... uh
I been out my zone like an Alpine Road
Gotta find my soul, it burn hot like stove
How come my heart cold?
It be overlooked, underpaid, under booked
Under qualified, this is homicide
Tell my Momma I don't wanna die
Rookie of the year, is it clear?
I got too much shit to do
To be loving you but they call me Loverboy
This shit what I do, I love you

Yeah they call me Loverboy, Loverboy
Loverboy, yeah

Fiji water in my palm, smoking fruity pebbles
It keep the evil off me, Satan sending demons at him
Evil what you think it is so stop thinking shit
In the mirror praying fame don't get the best of him
He'd give the rest of him just to get a taste
I say Grace, f*ck a grave
All my people need to be saved
In the mirror looking in his eyes, its always hard to think
Running water pouring out the sink
My soul go down the drain
It's all just a dream

It's 'bout reached that time where I need more time
A hundred years probably won't be enough
I feel that fire, I been running boy
I been a lover boy, that's out my mother, boy
Ay, ay, I can't really sleep without you next to me
This a, this a game with out a referee
They out here pressing me
They really testing me
They get the best of me
They want my treasury
They use they weaponry
I get them mentally,
I use telepathy and use the Universe to do the better thing
Yeah, I call myself
Loverboy
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Writer: Robert Arnold Jr.
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Performed By: Woods
Language: English
Length: 4:42
Written by: Robert Arnold Jr.

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