Let Me Love You

[Hook: Kelly Rowland] Boy, you got that 6 in the morning You got that thing that'll make a girl feel high Oh I say boy, you got me lonely Just say the words, I'll do anything you want Boy, let me love you [Verse 1: Pusha T] Uh, I know that you think I'm the one, but who doesn't? It comes with the territory when you buzzin' A ball player sold you a dream, ain't do nothing A couple rappers under your belt, but who's judging? I ain't trying to guide you, hand on bible But Instagram pics show more than side views 30 dollar nude catsuits is not cute And 50 comments on ass is not fluke So, no cuffing, no buns in the oven If my girl call your phone she's just bluffin' As long as you and I both know we just fuckin' If anybody else do ask, we just nothing [Hook] [Verse 2: Pusha T] Hey mama come fuck with the shotta With the Givenchy toppa, shoe Balenciaga If you act right, I can match you up proper If it's about a dolla' thing, big like Poppa Introduce your exes to my choppa Don't listen to your best friend, she don't matter You know she wanna be you in that vehicle Riding in see-through V1 V2 Chanel or Celine, however I see you Christians or Chloe, damn them C's too You know I play fair, I'm Daddy Day Care I know it ain't cheap for you to lay here [Hook] [Verse 3: Pusha T] Let's get past the nonsense and be honest All the ones I sponsored clear my conscience Can't commit the crime without accomplice We both to blame, let's push the shame behind us On the DL, pushin' my brother’s CL Meet you at the spot, you had tint on the TL It’s only right you shake them phony types And embrace the kid, like my bracelets did Uh, I’m from the era where the money come fast Blow it all cause the money don’t last All them broke niggas lookin puppy-dog sad She in that new purse, sayin “honey don’t ask” [Hook]