B.I. Martin - Can't Resist (feat. Rol J)

Hoah, damn (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
She's up in my head (Like a drug)
There's somethin' special 'bout the way she move, I can't resist (You can't resist it)
We start to feel up each other, I wake up in her bed
Oh shit, daddy don't approve of it

I'm out here fuckin' around even though I know I should be serious (I know, I know, I Know)
Most people my age getting married and shit
The only knot I've been tyin' is the one on my kicks
I step back, there's methods to my madness, tryin' to fit in
I'm with it, so vivid
No matter how much time I'm given, you can count on me to finish
Don't compare me to your next ones (Don't you dare)
Cus I go harder then 'em all
On the real though, I should switch it up, cus my heart been gettin' torn apart
Delete our pictures off your phone or nah, I have
I'm just that quick to move on
I think I have a problem
Hit my homies up at Target, been tryna whip up some fire
I've been ballin' till dark, when I'm out I go wild (Wild)

Hoah, damn (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
She's up in my head (Like a drug)
There's somethin' special 'bout the way she move, I can't resist (You can't resist it)
We start to feel up each other, I wake up in her bed
Oh shit, daddy don't approve of it
Hoah, damn (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
She's up in my head (Like a drug)
There's somethin' special 'bout the way she move, I can't resist (You can't resist it)
We start to feel up each other, I wake up in her bed
Oh shit, daddy don't approve of it

Oh, hell nah, I don't approve it
I don't know what she think she is, but I aint that stupid
I really fell in love when she shot me with that cupid
Gotta watch out, cus my dreams might be lucid
But back to better things
I've been thinkin' different like designer things
Aspirations so heavy like some pocket change
Can't get comfortable, don't have no time for a wedding ring
Oh, oh shit
I might miss out on the finer things, like some diamond rings (Oh, oh)
Am I ready for this life and what it brings
Will I break up the knot and will I be pullin' all the strings (Oh, oh)
Or am I gonna fuck it all up and get caught up in my sins
I don't know, I thank God for all my wins (Amen)
I, I gotta I gotta get back in my bag (Get back, get back)
I know some homies that wanna pop million dollar tags
I just wanna be glad and put my dad in the jag
I swear I'm here for life and I swear I want it bad
I'm like (I'm like)

I can't explain this feeling in me
She's always on my mind
Only time she's rent free

Hoah, damn (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
She's up in my head (Like a drug)
There's somethin' special 'bout the way she move, I can't resist (You can't resist it)
We start to feel up each other, I wake up in her bed
Oh shit, daddy don't approve of it
Hoah, damn (Oh no, oh no, oh no)
She's up in my head (Like a drug)
There's somethin' special 'bout the way she move, I can't resist (You can't resist it)
We start to feel up each other, I wake up in her bed
Oh shit, daddy don't approve of it
Hoah

Written by:
B.I. Martin, Rol J

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