I f*ck Wit You Girl

By London On Da Track
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London On Da Track
[Intro]
Wit my back against the rope
Who am I to call, nobody

[Chorus]
Can't judge me girl
I won't judge you neither (uh uh)
I love yo smell (yo style)
Hotter then a fever (burning up baby)
You different from others (you are)
I love yo demeanor
You took me back time after time
Even though I cheated
Thats why I f*ck with you girl, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, like you f*ck with me
I show love to you, like you show love to me
And she always come back home
'Cause I'm her backbone I f*ck with you girl

[Interlude]
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I just want to apologize to all the good girls I done hurt
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Know wat im saying ? I got a heart too man, so I hope you find
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
It in yo' heart to forgive me, you feel me ?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1]
I talk about jail alot cause that made me a man
Try'd yo best just to hold me down
I know you did wat you can
Pop's always told me never depend on another man hand
He say she say never listen to wat another man sayin
But i f*ck with you girl, thinking bout putting a baby in you
Then later on just might move with you girl
And ask that name he talm bout tell that n*gga wat you really want
To do girl, take you on that shoppin spree spend 10 thousand
Thats just some tennis shoes
Girl. f*ck ha this all for you girl
But you still can't

[Chorus]
Can't judge me girl
I won't judge you neither (uh uh)
I love yo smell (yo style)
Hotter then a fever (burning up baby)
You different from others (you are)
I love yo demeanor
You took me back time after time
Even though I cheated
Thats why I f*ck with you girl, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, like you f*ck with me
I show love to you, like you show love to me
And she always come back home
'Cause I'm her backbone I f*ck with you girl

[Verse 2]
The next night we was on the phone
You stayed up that ain't nothing new
Me creeping on ya, me sneaking on ya
Me cheating on ya, ain't nothing new
If I f*cked up you come through (come through)
If you expect me cheating you run through (run through)
My text messages, and my call logs
If you don't believe me you gone call my dawg
That ain't fair at all (nah) i'm in a galleria
I'll tear it down her deep throat (tear down)
Want a powerball (suck it baby)
Them girls want that x call it malcolm(turn up)
Defensive end I'mma tackle (ima tackle)
Im rushing in get my sack up(get money)
No Green Bay but I'mma cheesehead when that pack come
When that pack come these n*ggas don't know how to act bruh
Smile in yo face, but they gone talk behind yo back bruh
I don't care where you at u better know how to adapt boi
'Cause you sold a couple ounces that don't mean you a trap boy
You can suck my di*k but you can't judge me girl

[Chorus]
Can't judge me girl
I won't judge you neither (uh uh)
I love yo smell (yo style)
Hotter then a fever (burning up baby)
You different from others (you are)
I love yo demeanor
You took me back time after time
Even though I cheated
Thats why I f*ck with you girl, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you, I f*ck with you girl
I f*ck with you, like you f*ck with me
I show love to you, like you show love to me
And she always come back home
'Cause I'm her backbone I f*ck with you girl

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