Could It Be U - Intellectual

[Intro: Don Trip]

You know

Your bitches could be in love with me for a lot of reasons

I'm just gonna name a few

Hitmaka

[Verse 1: Young Berg]

That's what I feel on my chairs

22's on my Beamer

Bad bitches in my crib

Dancin' like she Fatima

That groupie hoe, I don't need her

She love the dick and want real

She lovin' me, she lovin me

Hey, could it be...

Man, could it be...

The way that that bounce back

20K for a drag

I's the boss, Code Red

Fahrenheit in bed

I think really dogs that he could be

There's follow V neck that's a good thing

Too hot for your girl man I could be

Printing dough now we're letting it in a cool breeze

That the way I'm by your crib

Laying by your girl

She goin' bad

Suckin' dick and eating pussy

Sweat a guy, oh me, oh my

Hoe say I shouldn't be so fly

Fucked every girl in the 305

Could've made the cut, girl

But you suck dick and I see eyes

[Chorus: Mia Rey]

Are you talking bad?

I don't play those games

And these aren't the girls

Don't move the same

Everything you say to me boy

I haven't heard before

Sick are your stories and I just wanna know

Could it be you? Could it be you? Could it be you?

Could it be you?

[Verse 2: Don Trip]

OK!

Don Trip, King of Hearts

I know she love me

I know she do

But I'm good too

I'm there for her

No wonder why she's so per-fuming

Pulling out with my new bitches

Like, fly guy, no cocoon

Shine in her heart, I'ma blow a fuse

Missin' marbles, broken screws

Just lightin' through like bowlin' shoes

Not trickin' on her, not tippin', homie

Pimp shit, that's a golden rule

I'm bowlin' that primetime

Sorry, boo, you're a sideline

My flow retarded, she give me brains

Till I start feelin' like Einstein

I don't hit her like a line dry

Still baked when I slide by

My crowd now freakin' fly

Wardrobe is a mile high

And my heart is not for you

On the bright side, I enjoy you

But honestly, I'm a bit surprised

Your best friend, I want you