Keep On Lyrics - Some Kinda... - Dwele

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