All the girls I know there’s somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that’s all I need
We in Miami turnin’ up another night (A night)
We smokin’ broccoli, but she smellin’ Baccarat (‘Carat)
I’m in her panties tryna get all in her crotch (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she’s far from God (From God)
Bet it don’t pay well to fall in love (In love)
Must be the stars, but something’s linin’ up (It’s up)
Thought my exes was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh, no, no, no (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin’
Somebody who feel me in the buildin’ (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou’ to the ceiling, oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah
We in Miami turnin’ up another night (A night)
We took the Trophy, let the shorties take the yacht (‘Carat)
We all in Santos, I rented out the spot (Her crotch)
Friends, all of my friends and they tryna get got (Get got)
Her name is Angel, but she must forgot (From God)
She say her bestie wanna get home and swall’
I said, “On shot,” baby, and that’s doin’ a lot
I’m tryna do more than bust down your watch
I need somebody who gon’ meet me at the top
Who’s out there for me? Who’s out there for me?
Who’s out there for me?
Said it don’t pay well to fall in love (In love)
I need the stars or somethin’ linin’ up (It’s up)
Thought my ex-bitch was bad, but you finer (Finer)
Oh yeah (Oh, oh, oh)
Yeah, yeah
Somebody who loves me in the buildin’
Somebody who feel me in the buildin’ (Oh, oh, oh)
We throw fifty thou’ to the ceiling, oh yeah
I know there’s somebody who loves me
Somebody who really loves me (Who loves me)
And that’s all I need, yeah
I’m holding y’all hands real, real, real, real tight when I say this ’cause I don’t feel like fightin’
But please quit callin’ them lil’ one-week breaks celibacy
You’re not celibate
You’re not celibate
You’re not celibate
