Boy, please, put your hands (c’mon) on the gangsta (c’mon) that Fake love, I don’t even believe my bitches when they cry Fake love (in the) I be have emotions (emotion) Bag, I can’t give no emotions In a phantom with a and now I'm with Angela I ain’t lost a crush since high school I'm Mr. Follow Up Drinks, lookin’ like super ball (super ball) I'm in the kitchen with this, superstar No fake love We was sellin’ wipe it