LOV3R


Chorus:
Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Verse 1:
Told lil mama hop in, hop in a Benz truck
Goddamn lil mama she a 10 huh
Bad mon and you know I approach her 
Then I put her in her bag, had to coach her
I’m a thug and she knows that I slide huh 
First class jet lag I’m the flyest
From the corners now we in Bahamas 
Dark skin melanin, shorty fine yeah
I keep an eye when it’s kinda hard to find her 
Private islands its kinda hard to find us 
That Broke life, we left it all behind us 
You can’t track, her phones off on silent 
No wedding ring but you know I keep a pinky on me 
Rich sex, ima go and spend a milli on it 
White face but she not even Caucasians 
With her friends, she do it on occasions 
Everyday is a brand new location 
I got her scream, I beat it up like Jason
For the dream, we make mills we chaseing
I never change but my pocket steady full of change
Stay on track, I never had to switch lanes 
I ain’t the type to share my feelings I ain’t sentimental
 Tryna be your lover babygirl, I think you special 
It’s not a one night stand, I don’t do no rental
Chorus:
Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Verse 2:
Can I be your lover baby girl I’m not a fighter
Get you in them sheets girl I fuck you undercover 
You tryna have my kids, girl we fucking with no rubber 
Left my car at her crib, I’m just stunting on her ex
All I do is win, Girl You rocking with the best 
In a G class, ima put you in a Benz 
She a good girl but she bad with her friends
When I roll it up I let her have a taste of that haze 
You know I ain’t bugging
I done put enough away I ain’t gotta touch it 
We can ball and keep ballin, I ain’t got a budget
Don’t worry bout nothing girl, Clux got it covered 
True to my religion 
Chorus:
Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover
Can I be your lover
Your lover

Can I be
Can I be your lover