"Show My Love" lyrics

Jay Stark & Kyle Richh Lyrics

"Show My Love"

Show my love for you

She done been hurt, she don't show no love (Ayy)
I done been crossed, I don't trust no one (No one)
She got that shit that make me go nuts (Like)
She got them lips that bring me closer (Closer)
She get lit, she the life of the party (Of the party)
Off the liquor she start movin' naughty (Movin' naughty)
I ain't gon' judge, girl, go have fun (Have fun)
So I, so I

And we all in this shit
What I really look like if I come and judge you?
And it's not like you let no one fuck you
You gon' always pick up when it's no one to run to
Keep it a buck, I'ma keep it a buck too
It ain't nobody else, girl, I promise just us two
You know I'ma slide, you call, I'ma come through
Just to show you I want you

You may not know right where you're goin'
But I do, I do, I do (You don't know where you goin' but I do)
And all the times you wasn't chosen
Well, I'll make it up to you (I'll make it all up to you)
All of the feelings you're not showin' (The feelings that you have)
When your river's overflowin' (All the feelings that I have for you, uh)

Ain't goin' nowhere (Nowhere)
I ain't tryna fight, I don't wanna go there (Go there)
Love that I got for you really so rare (So rare)
And we could do a lot, but I know you so scared (So scared)
I know, you don't really got no trust
I know, you done been hurt so your heart so cold (So cold)
You got feelings up inside you don't ever wanna show
I know

She done been hurt, she don't show no love (Ayy)
I done been crossed, I don't trust no one (No one)
She got that shit that make me go nuts (Like)
She got them lips that bring me closer (Closer)
She get lit, she the life of the party (Of the party)
Off the liquor she start movin' naughty (Movin' naughty)
I ain't gon' judge, girl, go have fun (Have fun)
So I, so I

So I, so I, so I
So I, so I, so I
So I, so I, so I
Show my love for you (Gah)

If-If she pretty, I kiss it
She like the way that I make her submissive (Come here)
In-In her ocean I'm trippin'
Like missionary I'm tryna get in it (In it, yeah)
If you [?] your favorite postion (Like, what?)
'Cause I love on you more than my mouth (Like, damn)
Dick in your stomach, I'm breakin' you down (Like, what?), damn
(Bitch, breakin' it down)
Nut-Nut on her body, she look like a cow (Like, what?)
And she hate when I tote on a Smith N' (Smith N', bitch)
Like I'm high, the sky is the limit
Roll up the knock wit' the dot in you [?] (Notti)
Gah, I-I ain't stupid, I peep everytime that you lie (Like, what?)
I just need someone reppin' my side (Like, damn)
Like, fuck the money, I fell for your vibe (Damn, damn, damn)
([?], you missed this)
Show my love for you

She done been hurt, she don't show no love (Ayy)
I done been crossed, I don't trust no one (No one)
She got that shit that make me go nuts (Like)
She got them lips that bring me closer (Closer)
She get lit, she the life of the party (Of the party)
Off the liquor she start movin' naughty (Movin' naughty)
I ain't gon' judge, girl, go have fun (Have fun)
So I, so I

So I, so I, so I
So I, so I, so I
So I, so I, so I
So I

Show my love for you


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