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[Verse 1: Sevyn Streeter]
I know we in love
But not with each other, no, and we don't mind
'Cause you're still mine (Oh, babe)
If we keep it up (Up)
Then maybe these two wrongs might make it right
Don't tell nobody

[Pre-Chorus: Sevyn Streeter]
We ain't lookin' to hurt 'em (Hurt 'em)
So good that we're doin' 'em dirty
I won't say no
I can't say no, oh-oh
His calls, I've been ignorin' (Ignorin')
We up all night until the mornin'
I can't say no, oh-woah

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter, with Chris Brown]
You gon' get me
Caught up, love drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty
The more that we keep sneakin', creepin', leavin'
Hotel rooms
Might just leave 'em alone
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 2: Chris Brown]
With my girl and my phone face down
Hope you don't call when she's around
I know that you fiendin' now
All we know is touch and go
And now she lookin' at me different
I be leavin' and tellin' her that it's business
We mix bad with good intentions
All we know is no control

[Pre-Chorus: Chris Brown]
We ain't lookin' to hurt 'em
So good that we're doin' 'em dirty
I won't say no
I can't say no, woah
Her calls, I've been ignorin' (Oh)
We up all night until the mornin' (Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I can't say no, ooh-woah

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter, Sevyn Streeter & Chris Brown, Chris Brown, A$AP Ferg]
You gon' get me
Caught up (Caught up), love drunk (Oh-woah), fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty
The more that we keep sneakin' (Ooh-woah) creepin', leavin'
Leavin' hotel rooms (Yeah)
Might just (Might just), leave 'em alone (What? Yeah, woo, ooh)
You gon' get me (Uh)

[Verse 3: A$AP Ferg]
Can't leave you alone, fiendin' and seekin' your moans (Yeah)
We be in the zone, he leavin', I creep in your home (Right)
I'll get you jiggy up, I'll get you Alyx and that chrome (Yeah)
That nigga finna go crazy, just answer your phone (Right)
And, yeah, I seen you with your man on Rodeo Drive (Yeah)
SMH, thinking 'bout how I was in those thighs (Thighs)
Know you wish you was with me, you see me in the ride (Yeah)
You also see my bitch, she sittin' in passenger side (Yeah)
Let's just speak the real, I'm puttin' all passion aside (Woo, come on)
You know we started off as friends, we just happened to vibe (Yeah)
Now you're my guilty pleasure, fill me with letters of lies (Alright)
I think I met my match 'cause you as savage as I

[Chorus: Sevyn Streeter, with Chris Brown]
Oh-oh, you gon' get me
Caught up, love drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty
The more that we keep sneakin', creepin', leavin' (I might have to chose you)
Hotel rooms
Might just (Might just), leave 'em (Leave 'em), alone
Leave 'em alone

[Outro: Sevyn Streeter]
Can't you see
What you do to me, baby?
Can't you see
What you do to me, baby?

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