Callin’ Deante' Hitchcock (Ft. Big K.R.I.T. & WESTSIDE BOOGIE)
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[Intro: Latroya Brooks]
I, oh, I
I just wanna love you, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I
I, oh, I
I just wanna love you, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I
[Verse 1: Deante' Hitchcock]
Ayy, uh, look
2012, I'm at campus, crosses and Cambridge
Just before I was famous, the strangers could tell me what name is
I knew you was dangerous from the start, but
I was so courageous, they always told me that a broken heart, ain't nothin' to play with
But fuck all that playin', I'm sayin', I'm tryna make you mine
You feel the vibe
Well, if you like this shit slow, I can take my time
But if you with it, let me know what you got in mind
'Cause a girl that know what she want somethin' that I can get behind
Look, dark wine and chocolate at my apartment
Drip-drop like a faucet, can't slip, girl, I'm cautious, yeah
I can smell what she cookin' like I'm The Rock, shit
She make it easy, askin' how I want her on some Pac shit
She know I got options, I know she got options
We, took the precautions, it still couldn't stop shit
Her heart was guarded, I picked that bitch like a locksmith
That's how I know shawty gon' drop shit
I, oh, I
I just wanna love you, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I
I, oh, I
I just wanna love you, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I
[Verse 1: Deante' Hitchcock]
Ayy, uh, look
2012, I'm at campus, crosses and Cambridge
Just before I was famous, the strangers could tell me what name is
I knew you was dangerous from the start, but
I was so courageous, they always told me that a broken heart, ain't nothin' to play with
But fuck all that playin', I'm sayin', I'm tryna make you mine
You feel the vibe
Well, if you like this shit slow, I can take my time
But if you with it, let me know what you got in mind
'Cause a girl that know what she want somethin' that I can get behind
Look, dark wine and chocolate at my apartment
Drip-drop like a faucet, can't slip, girl, I'm cautious, yeah
I can smell what she cookin' like I'm The Rock, shit
She make it easy, askin' how I want her on some Pac shit
She know I got options, I know she got options
We, took the precautions, it still couldn't stop shit
Her heart was guarded, I picked that bitch like a locksmith
That's how I know shawty gon' drop shit
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