Lyrics More - Zi , J Magnus

Boy you've got that thing that keeps me coming back
Acting fake shy and you be loving that
I'm never one to give the credit back
But you drive me crazy hope we never crash
Hope it never ends

I want it (More!) to feel like (More!) the first time (More!)
You can't buy (More!) this passion (More!) this feeling (More!)
This lovin' (More!)
Now I'm high
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Uh check
I got you hooked one the boy
Feelings too deep you've been diggin' the boy
Inspite of all my short comings, my lying and the flaws
I got your zip code and now I got ya dress on the floor (whoa, yeah)
Shoot and I score
I had you wide open I ain't even dribble at all
Pillow talking saying shit that I'm not meaning at all
The same shit as before then you trip then you fall back in the trap
You want more!
7 other broads how I'm livin'
I'm a dog, see the pussy and attack without cause
Mine is lost
And of course you're the one, main course
I should desert these broads but I don't
I should change for ya
Been had plans for ya
House on the beach for ya
Maybe a baby bump on ya
Take you out to Paris I know you'd love to go
But my efforts coming slow
I guess I'm comfortable cause I know
And the music got me doing things
"That's an excuse to stay away" that's how you viewing this
But honestly I'm new to this i don't know how to act
And I can't compromise the grind
I'm sorry but that's that
(That's uh)

A split? Now that's a stretch
Said I hurt you, okay fact, you're right I drifted
Letf you in the dark
And girl my next move I ain't proud to admit will hurt you
But love understand it's chess moves and ride
We're gonna make it, alright!
Built myself up from the ground
Understand I got plans
And this time on my hands is limited
So understand where I am coming from
Cause there's a lot that I gunning
Alot they gotta crown me for
I should change for ya
Been had plans for ya
House on the beach for ya
Take you out to Paris I know you'd love to go
But my efforts coming slow
I guess I'm comfortable cause I know
Yeah I know

Boy you've got that thing that keeps me coming back
Acting fake shy and you be loving that
I'm never one to give the credit back
But you drive me crazy hope we never crash
Hope it never ends

I want it (More!) to feel like (More!) the first time (More!)
You can't buy (More!) this passion (More!) this feeling (More!)
This lovin' (More!)
Now I'm high
More and more and more and more
More and more and more and more
More and more and more and more
More and more and more and more