Caught Up (feat. Lloyd And Alexus) Paroles

Ayo Jodi!
Hey you can tell somebody to go downstairs to the car and she get that bottle of Vout
(Vermouth- type of liqueur)out the back of the back for me babyI needa get right before I do dis hea!
Haaaaaaaaaaaa
(Chorus)
But me and you
Had to meet, talk,
Fuck, and get
Caught up
What we been through
I's enough to get intimate
Caught up
I'm feelin you
And I'm feeling we should both be free
If we were through
Just imagine what life be without me
Mami, I put my best foot forward
Though i's kinda awkward
Cuz ya pigeon-toed and bold-legged.
But you ain't too proud to beg. And I am ya lucky quarter
And the days get shorter
The nights get longer
You know when the weather is cold
Feelings get stronger
Wanna perform her
The pussy feel like walking pneumonia
Got me Snifflin, Sneezing, Coughin, and Aching and shit.
And I'm startin to think
I'm fallin in love with this bitch.
I'm having dreams about her jeans
And how they fit.
And the Urban Jeffrey Baby Tee.
And she's wearing my name already
So you know she's fuckin me.
I'm a G like dat
But for you I fell backwards
The only question I ask
Myself is.
(Chorus 1X)
Why me?
Betta yetwhy You and I?
Why I always pick the ones
Not in they right minds
And crazy.
Singing dangerously in love
This a dangerous broad I'm fuckin
Like Al is the ⿯Scent of a Woman'
That got me playin hardball
Like ya'll couldn't.
Excuse my intruding.
I don't mean to be rude
But our situation is kinda amusing.
Cuz we both like each other
But scared of each other.
I's like we more than friends
And less than lovers.
And my niggaz can't tell us
What we been doin is wrong
And ya girls getting jealous
Cuz we been getting along.
Hold on!
This is how it all begins
You call your friends
I'll call my friends.
We'll all be friends
And hang out at the mansion
At the Hamptons on weekends.
Then it all ends.
And the question is
(Chorus 1X)
Have you even been touched like I touch ya?
Been held like I hold ya?
Been loved like I love ya?
Be Real. Be Real.
Have you ever been seen like I see ya?
Been heard how I hear ya?
Been felt how I feel ya
Be Real. Be Real.
Girl ya my
(Sunshine)
But sometimes it gets a little cloudy
Don't it?
Them sunny days
See the sunrise
And wish that it could hit ya
Face it.
I'd be great
To get up every morning
To eggs and steak.
But you can't be late
So we separated on good terms
And no ones concerned
About who ya been fuckin
And who ya fucked last.
But when I see ya
Still my question to ask is.
(Chorus 2X's)