Can’t Explain It CHIKA (Ft. Charlie Wilson)

[Intro]


[Verse 1: CHIKA]
Yeah
Walked into the party and I spot a shawty, she holdin' a beer
And she turned and smiled, yeah I know that she got here before me but looked like her pupils are clear
I've been cravin' a sober connection
Confession, I knew that she'd prolly be here
Because durin' the week when she all up and stressin', and callin' and textin', I tend to appear
I got a fetish for takin' her problems away
So whenever I'm leavin' she want me to stay
I've been lookin' for gumption and tryna be brave
But when I'm around you I just cannot behave
The world is so full of production, I think she alone acapella
So I'm nervously runnin' through ways in my mind, 'til I find a good way I can tell her

[Chorus: CHIKA & Charlie Wilson]
I really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I am so into you
Really like what you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I am so into you

[Verse 2: CHIKA & Charlie Wilson]
I know you sick of the fake (Woah)
We can just dip out the place
Take you to dinner, we finna partake (Oh-oh yeah)
Rarely the one who can make a mistake
I got decisions to make
Am I a cannibal? Look like an animal and she just told me she wanna get ate
Dammit that look like a lot on my plate, yeah
And you fuckin' with a genius but they call me up-n-comer (Call me)
Beat the pussy up it's like an irritated drummer
I'm a lady killer but I'm in there as a lover
Give a little bit but you will never want another (Yeah)
I think you out of this world
Think you becomin' my favorite girl (Woo)
We got a vision, got me on a mission, make me wanna trade all my diamonds for pearls, yeah