Lyrics
Woo, Yeah
Bust that - open for a real one
She call me her baby like I'm still one
They say love's like a BBL
You won't know if it's real until you feel one
Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel one?
Can I feel it? Can I feel it? Can I feel?
Sometimes, I think to myself
"What if I was somebody else
Would your ass still be here?"
What if I had a CDL
Leavin' outta STL, on the way to ATL in a big 18-wheel
Would your ass still be here?
Would your ass still be here?
Would you love Ed like you love Drake?
Love Fred like you love Drake?
Love Greg like you love Drake?
Love Cede like you love Drake?
Thought you said that you love Drake?
Thought you said that you love Drake?
Thought you said, aye
Your man brought you to the Drake show
Front row and paid all cash
Dressed up to the nines, girls showin' all -, showin' all ass
Lookin' at me like you're single
Lookin' like you got a hall pass
Better take your ass home tonight
And love that man like you say you love Drake
I'm a well-known player, I'm a well-known trick
I'm as well as well-known gets, with a long list
Oh, some ho-ho-hoes still waitin' on a gift
Guess them ho-ho-hoes still believe in Saint Nick, yeah
I'm a Saint, alright? I Franklin Saint a -
I don't know what you thought this was, baby girl
But that ain't this
I don't know who said you was slick
Now my uncle, that boy slick
I don't know who said you was thick
Now see - that girl thick
Nah, I ain't name droppin'
I'm just game droppin'
I'm just plane hoppin'
Hoppin' out and hoppin' in
You gon' have to run that top again
These boys prayin' I don't drop again
Woo, Yeah
This is Sade Adu
And you're listening to BARK Radio
