K. Michelle

K. Michelle - Fakin' It lyrics

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(feat. Missy Elliott)




He's so bad, I hate to see him comin'

But I be frontin', makin' he think he somethin'

Knowin' I be lyin' when I'm up, up on 'em covers

Up, up on 'em covers, covers, covers



And yeah, he be kissin' me and yeah, I be smilin'

But he ain't doin' nothin' for me, he ain't got me wilin'

He ask me if I like it, I say yeah 'cause he tryin'

I only do it 'cause I love him, man, I be lyin'



I wonder if he know

Last night I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Last week I was fakin' it, fakin' it

A minute ago, but he don't even know

That I was fakin' it, fakin' it, fakin' it



He don't know I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Thought he was just that dude but I was fakin' it, fakin' it

But I'mma just tell him, I'mma just tell him

Tell him that I was fakin' it, yeah



I'm so bad, I be dancin' on the mattress

But I'm so good, I should be-become an actress

I should win an Oscar for best supportin' actor

I be like Sally, he really, really like me



Yeah, he be kissin' me and yeah, he be grindin'

But he ain't doin' nothin' for me, he ain't got me wilin'

He ask me if I like it, I say yeah 'cause he tryin'

I only do it 'cause I love him



I wonder if he know

Last night I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Last week I was fakin' it, fakin' it

A minute ago, but he don't even know

That I was fakin' it, fakin' it, fakin' it



He don't know I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Thought he was just that dude but I was fakin' it, fakin' it

But I'mma just tell him, I'mma just tell him

Tell him that I was fakin' it, yeah



When we be love makin' and nigga, I be fakin'

Lookin' at my faces think he got my legs shakin'

Then he hear me moanin', I be groanin' like it's achin'

Ask me is it good, well boy, don't spend your time wastin'



I'm like an actress, damn, I need an agent

Really want him off me but I lay here real patient

Damn, I'm so amazin', damn, I'm so amazin'

This is for my ladies who get sick and tired of fakin' it



Yeah, he wanna taste it, tattoo, and engrave it

No clothes, butt naked, my mind I must erase it, erase it

Many men be softer than some raisins

Sex, I ain't fazin', I'm just sick of fakin' it



See, most girls would probably end up cheatin'

Most girls would maybe even leave him

Most girls, but with me there ain't no reason

I'm gonna stay, stay 'cause I can't do my baby like that



See most girls won't have it any other way

Most girls, but my baby put it down in another way

Most girls, can't take it, won't make it

But I'm a big him up-up like he beat it up-up



Last night I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Last week I was fakin' it, fakin' it

A minute ago, but he don't even know

That I was fakin' it, fakin' it, fakin' it



He don't know I was fakin' it, fakin' it

Thought he was just that dude but I was fakin' it, fakin' it

But I'mma just tell him, I'mma just tell him

Tell him that I was fakin' it, yeah
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