LyricsIntro (Real Love) - Extended…

Brandz, Zion

Last update on: July 16, 2022

Yeah Real love, real love, shawty G′d up Got me buggin', I don′t think that I could leave her

Let 'em hate, they ain't getting in between us All this Gucci match the Gucci on your sneaker And everything that we do stays between us And when we touching, different loving, be my teacher You hold me down, this ain′t Jacquees, but you my peace, yeah Take out your weave and make you smile then give you D, yeah I′ma give my all I'ma give my all, girl Even when you sleep, you still looking good, yeah Take you out to eat, ′cause I know you the truth, yeah Freak up in the sheets, we don't use no rules, yeah And this shit ain′t cheap, it's my lifestyle When she step out of the shower, I be like, "Wow" Pussy so good, girl, I might drown When I get her in the sheets, she make the right sound She don′t even care 'bout designer Sit back, kick back, no recliner Ride me like a Ridgeback, you my rider Love it when you ride, oh, I'm deep inside ya Now I′m deep inside ya, deep inside ya, baby And you′re my rider, you're my rider, baby Yeah, I′m the driver, your provider, baby And you know my loving don't come free, yeah Now I′m deep inside ya, deep inside ya, baby And you're my rider, you′re my rider, baby Yeah, I'm the driver, your provider, baby And you know my loving don't come free She fell in love when we kissed, I left a mark on her neck Gave her Summer time loving, I make her open her legs She don′t wanna be stressing, just hit my phone any second Done with the games and the messing, ain′t got no time for pretending, oh, yeah I'ma always put you first, you ain′t never been second I'ma always shoot my shot, like I′m holding a weapon Give you love, any weather You a diamond, no pressure She don't play with them peasants Let me explore all your pressure If I had your love Had your heart From the start Disregard All them lames All them fakes But now, you know, oh If I had your heart No mistakes Come my way No delay I want you Oh, you should know I told you all this before Real love, real love, shawty G′d up Got me buggin', I don't think that I could leave her Let ′em hate, they ain′t getting in between us All this Gucci match the Gucci on your sneaker And everything that we do stays between us And when we touching, different loving, be my teacher You hold me down, this ain't Jacquees, but you my peace, yeah Take out your weave and make you smile then give you D, yeah I′ma give my all I'ma give my all, girl And you know my loving don′t come free, yeah

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