L'amour Va Me Tuer ft. Eric Mbala Lyrics

Maybe it's all fake, it's not the first time I'm making that mistake

I always seem to fall for your type, thinking you're perfect

And later it turns out it's all hype

Look what happened to the last one

That was supposed to be the last one

Now I'm here looking at this one

Thinking she's my next one, I'm longing for that one

Kiss, or dance, or both

Too many cooks, not good for the broth

At the same time, I just wanna tear up her clothes

Forgot that I isle, I ain't got time for oaths

Cause shawty be looking like a medal

She ain't ready to settle

Being with her is just trouble

So I pay her double, I say

Shawty be looking like a medal

She ain't ready to settle

Being with her is just trouble

So I pay her double

From an angle she looks like Tima

And her new guy just bought her a Bima

Potential suiters come from all over

She's like a female version of a Casanova

But I just wanna watch her dance

I just wanna get one chance

Cause the way that she move her waist

I get so hypnotized

I got my eyes hooked

As I try to find her signs

Cause the way she got me feeling

That she even realized

I call it fatal attraction

Shorty has mastered the art of seduction

Forget that red lights just approach with caution

Anything just to get a piece of that action

Shawty be looking like a medal

She ain't ready to settle

Being with her is just trouble

So I pay her double, I say

Shawty ne looking like a medal

She ain't ready been settled

Being with her is just trouble

So I pay her double