I didn't mean to fall for you
But every single night I seem to call for you
I'm crying out for you, crying out for you
Oh, I didn't mean to fall for you
But every single night I seem to call for you
I'm crying out for you, crying out for you
And it goes like
It wasn't my intentions to fall in love
But it's something about your body I can't get enough
You call me on my phone asking about such and such
You asking who that is and I can't make it up
Every time my phone rings
You listen in the whole time
Every time I pick it up
Your friends is on the third line
Trying to see if I'm cheating with these bitches
Ain't the first time
I bought a Uber black 'cause you said it was your first time
Riding
Take you somewhere special, someone nice
Now we vibing
How many times I gotta prove to you that we
Locked in
I know we been f*cking for a while
I got my time in
It wasn't my intentions to fall in love
But it's something about your body I can't get enough
You call me on my phone asking about such and such
You asking who that is and I can't make it up
Asking who it is and I can't make it up
And it goes like
Paint a perfect picture
Mona Lisa, when you stare at me
It's a picture, perfect clarity
I love it when you stare at me
I feel like I done been here before
But sometimes I don't know
Let's rendezvous
Back to my place
Ain't gotta bring you crew
Just me and you
Baby, I'll make be patient
Ain't gotta be on the phone all the time for late night conversations
Baby, tell me what's on your mind
If it's just some wishful thinking
I got something to tell you, baby
I'ma go and say it
It wasn't my intentions to fall in love
But it's something about your body I can't get enough
You call me on my phone asking about such and such
You asking who that is and I can't make it up
Asking who it is and I can't make it up
The way I think of you, do you think of me
It get lonely late at night, so would you lay with me
If I tell you that they lying would you believe in me
I guess the question that I'm asking
Is it meant to be
Cause if it was, you'd never have to question me
I see new problems
They arise; you the only one that's stressing me
I swear to God and you so fine
You gon' be the death of me
I got ingredients for your heart
Baby, here's the recipe
It wasn't my intentions to fall in love
But it's something about your body I can't get enough
You call me on my phone asking about such and such
You asking who that is and I can't make it up
It wasn't my intentions to fall in love
But it's something about your body I can't get enough
You call me on my phone asking about such and such
You asking who that is and I can't make it up