La Letra del Desamor: «BBL Love Interlude»

Bust that pussy 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 even at a STL on our 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 Sayed like you love Drake?

Thought you said that you love Drake?

Thought you said that you love Drake?

Thought you said, ayy

Your man brought you to the Drake show

Front row and paid all cash

Dressed up to the nines, girls showin' all titties, 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 guests with a long list

Of 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 frank the saner, bitch

I don't know what you thought this was, baby girl, but that ain't this

I don't know who said you a slick

Now my uncle, that boy slick

I don't know who said you was thick

Now see [CENSORED] 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

This is Sade Adu

And you're listening to BARK Radio

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