Mic Anthony - Ham Marino

Bad bitches come around for me, go ahead blow a pound with me
Go ahead sip the brown with me
Fuck around with me
And let me know if you down with me

Trend setter, but I been better
You niggas chillin outside with a thin sweater
Oh you just catching the vibe now, I been clever
And I could curve her for days dog, you bench press her
So what’s the flex for? And the check for?
Nigga what the neck for? And what the sex for?
She came thru off the brew for connect four
And that was last month, she lookin like my best
I’m just playing around, I ain’t sayin she’s down
I’m just laying her down
I’m like a shortstop, but she she’ll be gone when the tour drop
But right now she getting rellos at the short stop
I know they lyin' and dyin' trynna be scene with her
And if you feeling sporadic she'll bring the team with her
Then let the green hit her, then let the team hit her
This shit gets litter than swishers, I’m in between sisters

Bad bitches come around for me, go ahead blow a pound with me
Go ahead sip the brown with me
Fuck around with me
And let me know if you down with me

I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You

Wait hold up
I'm really on some kill shit
I came to Philly, killin' fucking cities Meek Mill shit
Wait hold up
I'm really on some kill shit
I came to Philly, killin' fucking cities young Will shit

I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving you bae
I'm fucking you, get comfortable, we sippin' D""usse
And we can do whatever you want or what you say
You've got that water girl, make me feel like Bobby Booshay
I'm fucking on you today, fucking on you two ways
Gemini, I'm two faced, playing games like 2k
You be making everything clearer you're like my blu-ray
She be in the mirror throwing ass just like a bouquet
When I first met you I was trynna see where your head at
Now you took me to the room, I'm trynna see where your bed at
Liquor got us trippin', hand prints all on your leg tats
I ain't gotta ask, hit my phone when I can get that
I be grippin' on her waist line, we ain't gotta waste time
She got me doing drills for that pussy, I'm running baseline
If you ever miss me just hit me up on that face time
Ima pull up in a hurry just to get that face time

I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving, you
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
I'm loving you, I'm loving you, I'm loving
You

Written by:
MICHAEL THOMAS

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