Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lonely, artist - Brian FrescoDate of issue: 09.03.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Lonely |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| Yeah, whenever you want me |
| Whenever you call, whenever you’re horny |
| I’ll be your pony |
| I’ll be your homie, call me your hombre |
| Only we know it, what we be doing |
| Licking that lovely, stroking, you moaning |
| Whenever you lonely |
| Whenever you lonely |
| (Whenever I’m lonely) |
| Just hit up my phone, we’ll talk about homie |
| Then when I’m touring |
| (Then when you’re touring) |
| Don’t mean to be boring |
| Or like I’m holdin', really just moldin' |
| 'Cause, girl, you a trophy |
| (Boy, I’m a trophy) |
| Just need to be golden |
| (Need to be golden) |
| And I’m tired of these hoes just thought you should know that |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (Baby, I don’t know) |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (I can’t explain, I can’t explain) |
| However you want it |
| I’ll flip it, I’ll lick it, I’ll kiss it, I’ll hit it |
| The minute I’m on it |
| (The minute you on it) |
| All up in that monkey |
| Actin' a donkey |
| Wish you could clone me |
| (Wish you could clone me) |
| 'Cause you know you can’t own me |
| You so sick of this rollin' |
| Stone, rollin' down stony |
| Leavin' you lonely |
| But whenever you lonely |
| (Whenever I’m lonely) |
| Just to turn to this song |
| I’ll sing to you slow |
| So leave for the call me |
| (Leave for the call me) |
| 'Cause you know you can’t call me |
| Feelings just fallin' |
| Money just stallin' |
| 'Cause whenever we argue |
| Girl, you know that I start |
| You wanna be part, but I can’t 'cause I’m locked |
| 'Cause the bitch got the key to my heart |
| (Can't explain why your lovin' makes me weak) |
| That pussy be tasting like water |
| And whenever you call, girl, I slaughter |
| If you get it, you know Fresco taught her |
| I train all of my bitches, Coach Carter |
| I swear that’s what these bitches should call 'em |
| 'Cause they know when my team full of ballers |
| From the bottom, but niggas we toppin' |
| How this topics, now we toxic |
| To these rappers who rap with no topics |
| So, baby, no need for the talkin' |
| Just get topless |
| All that nonsense |
| Girl, it obvious you with the money team |
| Girl, I thought |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (Somethin' 'bout everything you do to me, baby) |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (It's drivin' me out of my mind tryna figure out what you do to me, baby) |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (Yeah) |
| Can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (I'm not, I’m not finding knowing what I’m sayin' 'bout you, baby) |
| Sayin' 'bout me, baby |
| Yeah, can’t explain why your lovin' makes me weak |
| (Why your lovin' makes me weak) |
| Ohh can’t explain, can’t explain |
| (Can't explain, can’t explain, can’t explain) |
| No, no, matter of fact I’m on way to you, baby |
| (Oh, baby, your lovin' makes me weak, me weak, yeah) |