Lyrics I'm a Fan - T1C3

(M-w-ha-ha-ha)
You know the vibes
(You can't fake with me)
You can't fake it with me
You know it's true
(Come here) Come here

I make it do what it do
And I
I don't make up the rules
Your body chooses how it feels about me (me)
I just move accordingly
I make it do what it do
And I
I don't make up the rules
Your body chooses how it feels about me (me)
I just move accordingly

Open minded summer rays
Shining all on yo body (Woah)
Vibe-z be controlling me, like fans in hotel lobbies
How am I supposed to feel when you beside me
Girl looking healthy as fuck I love broccoli
You ain't I side dish, you my entre
Shorty know you like it both ways

Spice rack like Beyoncé
Nice n thick like Minaj
Promise you I'll neva waste
I'm just tryna get taste (Ok)
A broth-a with another plate
Like high school I'm tryna double tray
Detention baby you can put me there
I'm well aware of those demons stares

See you like it when I cool you off
You just tryna turn me on though
I won't lie
I'm a fan
Detention baby you can put me there
I'm well aware of those demons stares

I make it do what it do
And I
I don't make up the rules
Your body chooses how it feels about me (me)
I just move accordingly (Baby)
I make it do what it do
And I
I don't make up the rules
Your body chooses how it feels about me (me)
I just move accordingly

Snatched your attention and you want it for ya-self
You don't want me work-in crowds
Calling someone else
Yea

Dat sounds good doesn't it
I want y-all to sing it with me
For the one time

Snatched your attention
And you want it for ya-self
You don't want me work-in crowds
Calling someone else
You know what I'm sayin, cause I'm a fan
I'm a fan

I make it do what it do
And I don't make up the rules
Finito