Travis Scott - Looove Original Lyrics

[Intro]
Y'all feel? Ya'll feel, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel? Ya'll feel, y'all feel like that?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me, love me, time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love, they love-love-love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time

[Refrain]
Y'all feel like, y'all feel like that?
Y'all feel like, y'all feel like that?

[Verse 1]
They gimme, they gimme love, they love the Scott
They lovin', they love the T, they love it, no doubt
I come in and I'm cockblockin', I'm blockin' the jock
I'm feelin'-feel the buzz, I'm feelin' the love
They rollin' on my steez, think I'm on my grease, grease
I'm feelin' that Mamac', they feel all on my jeans, yeah
[Refrain]
Y'all feelin' like that?
Y'all feelin', y'all feelin' like that?
Yeah

[Chorus]
They love me, love me, love me, they love me the long time
They love, they love me, love me, show me love
They love me, love me, love me, love me long time
They love me, they love me, love me, show me love

[Refrain]
Y'all feel like that?
Y'all, y'all feel like that?
(Ooh)

[Break]

[Verse 2]
Come and kick back with us
This a new religion, come and have mass with us
Tell me how you made love to a bachelor turned ambassador
Used to grow up in the Back-a-woods
Come take a ride with the real, it's the last of us
We gon' make them Vogue bitches turn ratchet-up
First task, now, lay who used to laugh at us
Plus the Actavis, 'cause a nigga past pacifist
Imagine my world of misogyny, nigga
Fuck a, fuck a monogamy
Got her head tipped over the driver seat
Meet me, don't go tell my momma 'bout this baby, hold up
We gon' own the summer
Never-never stressin', no, we always hit the numbers
Lately 'cause I'm stressin', call me through from different numbers
Said he tired of makin' shit, you know the streets don't make diplomas
Drunk, stumblin', tryna find my keys
I find myself lookin' down at the stars that be
The stars align, remember when it was Ramadan
Might try a line, might try some crime, might try the dime
But now it's time
Momma, now it's time
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah
Nah-nah-nah, nah-nah
Got the love and they givin' it up like
[Chorus]
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me, love me, time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love, they love-love-love me long time
I get it, I get it, I get it, love
They love me, they love me, love me long time