Dwele - Keep On lyrics

I, I'm stuck in love with you I can't bend these pimping rules No more than I been flexing them Buddy love, Spandexing and if you ain't know I play by rules an I'm ma keep on At least that the plan but if you keep on I might be forced to leave game alone (You hot like fire) It hurts to the touch You burning pimp my game (I'm avoiding) Long talks on the phone 'Cause you might have me gone My lady, if you keep on (On, on, on, on) Moving your hips right, my lover, keep on Smacking your lips right, my lover, keep on Calling me papi, my lover, keep on Thinking 'bout me, my lover, keep on Rocking Prada, my lover, keep on Working it out ma, my lover, keep on Doing your damn thing, my lover, keep on Making me sing this song about you No captain save her, my moor dawdle goings The genie in a bottle, lucky sevens that hit the solid coins That's all I was, tipping my frame, had a different dip or a dame Trip over game till they fall in love, had pretty women kiss the ring Pecking the kicks, bet I'm convinced I'm everything they wished and dreamed You was more than just a fish on string Earned a crown that was fit for queens, you a fix for feens Know what I mean? Got a dude sick to spleen Type a girl that could pose for king (Listen, listen) You got a body let me pick your brain Get with dude, get this fame Ditch your man, shake that lame Come and take exotic trips And exclusive whips with the premium bang Hitting the autobahn, got us shifting lanes Swear to God, just keep doing your thing Just (My lover, keep on) Keep on Got me in love with you, I'm telling me All the things you can do for me To bring my change when you buy my money I cop the range and now you ride with me You doing things that make me wanna keep the range Parked outside when the sun's high And I love the range but I can't lie (You've got me higher) Than I've ever been with any other woman (I'm resigning) Form this pimp game Might see this pimping change if you keep on (On, on, on, on) Moving your hips right, my lover, keep on Smacking your lips right, my lover, keep on Calling me papi, my lover, keep on Thinking 'bout me, my lover, keep on Rocking Prada, my lover, keep on Working it out ma, my lover, keep on Doing your damn thing, my lover, keep on Making me sing this song about you You got me from them things you do Baby, when you do what you do, when you put it on me You've got me finding myself going crazy I'm on my way to leaving this game alone if you keep on Moving your hips right, smacking your lips right Calling me papi, thinking 'bout me Rocking prada working it out, ma Doing your damn thing making me sing this song about you