2AM Club, XV - Natural Spring Water lyrics

You, you, you, you got it
Yeah, yeah you got it
Every mind in the lower eastside, yeah
You on it yeah, yeah you on it
You on it yeah, yeah you on it
Yeah, you on it you got it
Yeah, yeah you got it
Every mind in the lower eastside, yeah
You on it you on it
Yeah, yeah you on it you on it
Yeah, yeah you on it

Baby, I got your number
I know that you got mine
Let's lay this thing together
Car service on the line

Seven, seven, seven
Seven, seven, seven, seven black limousine
Six, six, six six, six, six, six
Ooh, she only 19

You, you, you, you got it
Yeah, yeah you got it
Every mind in the lower eastside, yeah
You on it every time that you broke up
Inside because you want it a real love
But you never want it in the morning
And you too cool and fly to capsize
But way too fine to stay with one night
So I'mma keep chasing you into the light
Moth into a flame, I'm caught up in the life
Show my ID and lose another night
But each one's sweeter than
One you already liked
The upper to the lower
I love her till it's over
At least until I'm sober and
My girlfriend's comin' over you got it

We went from night life where door are open
To the hotel room where hearts are broken
And I, think I'm the king but you won't
Love me long as Elvis
So them niggas in those pictures
Is only gettin' me jealous, crazy
How the rap game makes me the
First letter in my rap name
To so many of these bad dames
I know I go, from Tin Man to Scarecrow
Cause, I traded in my heart
Just to have brain
Haha, you studied abroad while
I was studying broads
And you remained faithful to prove
It wasn't that hard
You turned to Carmen Sandiego when
You hopped in that car
Can you blame me, wondering where you are?
Who you fuckin'? Are you married?
Do you love him?
Like it changes everything but it doesn't
I thought that she was
Everything but she wasn't cause now know

Baby, I got your number
I know that you got mine
I wake up in the morning in a cold cold sweat
With scratch marks on my spine
Feelin' like I'm just another remedy
You ain't Mother Mary
Wish that I could let it be
You hold on to a false identity
You walk the streets as your own worst enemy
But don't worry, you got it, yeah
Yeah you got it
But, I still wish the world would let you see
Let you see let, let you see