Can't Explain It (feat. Charlie Wilson)
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Can't Explain It (feat. Charlie Wilson)
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Yeah
Walk into the party and I spotted shawty
She holdin’ a beer
And she turn and smile
Yeah, I know she got here before me
But look like her pupils are clear
I been cravin’ a sober connection
Confession I knew that she’d probably be here
Because during the week when she all up in stressin’
And callin’ and textin’ I tend up to appear
I got a fetish for taking her problems away
So whenever I'm leaving she want me to stay
I been lookin’ for gumption and tryna be brave
And when I'm around you I just cannot behave
The world is so full of production
I think she the lone a cappella
So I'm nervously running through words in my mind
Till I find a good way I can tell her
I really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
Really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
Yuh
I know you sick of the fake
We can just dip out the place
Take you to dinner, we finna partake
Rarely the one who can make a mistake
I got decisions to make
Am I a cannibal or like an animal
And she just told me she wanna get ate
Dammit, that look like a lot on my plate
Yeah
And you fuckin’ with a genius, but they call me up-n-comer
Beat the pussy up just like an irritated drummer
I'm a ladykiller, but I'm illa as a lover
Give a little bit, but you won’t never want another
I think you outta this world
Think you becoming my favorite girl
We gotta vision, got me on a mission
Make me wanna trade all my diamonds for pearls, yea
I really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
Really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
She lookin’ hot, uh
Pricey and I gotta cop, yuh
Keep it on lock, yuh
Think I'ma give her the rock, uh
Tuggin’ my heart, yuh
Promise me you’ll never stop, yuh
Clear me a spot, yuh
You at the top, yuh
Love me or not, yuh
Gimme as much as you got, yuh
I’ll take a little, uh
I don’t need a lot, yuh
Don’t make me stop, yuh
Look at you like it’s a must, yuh
Just like I thought, yuh
You what I want, yuh
I really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
Really like what you done to me
I can’t really explain it
I am so into you
Yeah
That’s Chika, nigga
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