?love, move, feel Lexa Gates

[Chorus]
Wonder what it’s like at your house
Baby, won’t you let me find out?
That don’t even mean you’re mine now
I just don’t wanna forget how to
Love, love, love
Move, move, move
Feel
Sometimes it feels like nothing’s real, real
Nothing’s real

[Verse 1]
But you impress me
A man that does, that’s sexy
Don’t be shy, go ahead and text me
Either way I’ll probably see you next week
On a rooftop, or a jet ski
When I’m ‘round you, it’s like I can’t speak
Now you can’t speak, gotta go but
Do your thing though
Know you know how I
Only fuck with whores, and I
Surely need some more, ‘causе I’m
Spoiled to the core, won’t you
Suck it 'til it’s sorе, ah-ah
Baby, I need more ah-ah
Let me come on tour, ah-ah