It's a Redd Klay production
I swear to god, I love how you make it look so easy
I hate how long it takes me to get things done, but I'm working on hows that
Look, check (Yo)
[Verse 1: Redd Klaye]
I can't believe you got this far
I mean, you did that on your own, you didn't have me helpin' you, oh you got on
The game on smash, we in love, that's how that feel
The way you playin' with that, girl (Yeah)
Look, I love the way she be shakin' that thang
She don't care if I'm lookin', she knows how I'm lookin', she knows what she doin', she knows, hey
I gotta give it to her, she deserves more bread
They love her just for her, yeah, they love her just for her, yeah
She the type to make you forget 'bout your exes though
How's that? She the type that's a flex 'bout, how's that?
The type to take pictures at the Met 'bout, how's that?
The type to tell me "Don't you go yet" 'bout, how that
The type, the type to- (How's that)
[Chorus: Redd Klay]
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2: Redd Klaye]
She said she just need a good man, is that what I am?
I hope so, if not I'm finna work
I'm so close, I can taste it
I was a lame nigga, you made me a great nigga
I love how you do that stuff
Your love made me love myself, that's love, that's love
Now I don't let nobody take me for nothin'
I love how you make me feel
I love how you made me feel
I love how you make me feel, damn, hey
[Chorus: Redd Klay]
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
How's that? (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Outro: Redd Klay]
I can't complain
All I can do is love that woman, yo, for real, yeah
I'm out 'til next week y'all, peace