Real Luv

[Intro] 808 Mafia Oh, oh, oh, baby Oh, oh, oh, baby [Chorus: Summer Walker] Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah) But it's real love, real fun, real love Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah) But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah [Verse 1: Moneybagg Yo & Summer Walker] Let me be your getaway (Yeah) Feel like a dream but we still awake (Yeah) Never got to say what you wanna do and where you want it at (Good) I was finna do it anyway, I'm on the way Rich sex, penthouse, top floor and me, with me, with me You know you my personal, do it all versatile Ring around the rosie, now we goin' circular Love it when she tell me I'm her daddy like I birthed her Make me make a song about it, eight-bar versed her Swear she me, got her talkin' like a nigga Look like somebody drew her, got the perfect figure Havin' an attitude mean you really wanna beef up Talkin' shit through the phone, when I pull up, better not freeze up (Maybe it ain't right) It feel too good to be wrong (Baby, I know) It's real love when you fallin' asleep on the phone (I, I) It blow my mind 'cause I'm gone, but still hearin' you moan (Yeah) Got me where you want me, I can't leave you alone (Yeah) [Chorus: Summer Walker] Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah) But it's real love, real fun, real love Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah) But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah [Verse 2: Moneybagg Yo] Why you sittin' way over there? Slide closer Good girl, but you the baddest, bipolar Knew what you was ready to do on the ride over She know I'm not high, so she waited and came sober Moanin' so loud, make the neighbors wanna vacate This some real pressure I'm applyin', I don't play-play Long stroke her slow and then fast, straight A Next time bring another bitch, three-way She prefer me raw, but I ain't shootin' up the club If I hit it missionary, then you know it's real love Like it when I'm rough, want aggression from a thug Came from the bottom 'cause we started on the rug I can't beat around the bush, gotta tell her how it is Keep it 1K, show me who you really is Lockin' up when I hit that spot that's right between your rear From the back, got you bustin' back to back like hollow tips Brrt, brrt [Chorus: Summer Walker] Real good, real crime, real time (Yeah) But it's real love, real fun, real love Real hood, real wild, real loud (Yeah) But it's real good (Yeah, yeah), real love, real love, yeah [Outro: Summer Walker] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah (Baby)