Something Special

Chorus I think you are You are something special I'll take you on a shopping spree Oh, yeah 'Cause I'm so into you Oh I'm so into you I love you, baby I'm so into you Oh, my I'm so into you To you, baby Baby Verse What you like What you wear Say the name, say the price, put them diamonds on your ear Shinin' like a chandelier What's your thoughts What's your fears Yeah, I need that real love Real love, talkin' Bobby and Whitney Whitney You don't gotta worry 'bout nothin' as long as you with me With me, look 'Cause shit could get sticky, that's why I keep a glizzy Ride around through my city Woo Fuck Cassandra, Kanesha, Kaneeka and Tisha, Lisa and Tricia Fuck them hoes, uh Fuck them hoes 'cause I don't need them, all them bitches treeshas They ain't in the field, they on the bleachers Treeshas On your back, I start applying that lotion Yeah, lotion So deep, I'ma go in, pullin' all on your sew-in Sew-in I'm Pop Smoke, but you know all my governments All that gangster shit, she be lovin' it She love how I'm thuggin' it Oh, you like that Shawty brown and petite Yeah Fly and discreet, a demon in the sheets Mother was a lawyer, her father the police They be working long hours, so she always had the free She said I could come with her if it get hot up in the streets 'Cause I'm a 'rilla in the jungle and a shark up in the sea She like, Papi, you so fire, but get up out the streets I'm like, Baby, what you mean What you mean Look Chorus I think Baby you are You are You are something special My girl I'll take you on a shopping spree 'Cause I'm so into you To you I'm so into you You are I'm so into you I'm so into you, baby Baby Bridge Baby Baby You are You are my girl My girl You are You are my girl Chorus I think You are You are You are You are something special Oh, yeah I'll take you on a shopping spree Oh, baby 'Cause I'm so into you Baby I'm so into you You are I'm so into you My girl I'm so into you You are, baby My girl