ft. Octo Octa, Newbody
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
Thereâs no way to run from my confession
All these hurtles in our way
But Iâll do what I must to make you stay
Brings the pleasure when Iâm getting through to you
My head is somewhere new, no other lover can do
The little things that you do
Every little thing that you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do
Donât matter, youâll be my sunshine
Youâre the drug to tie me down
But you know I never really think too much
And I never hide what I feel inside
Iâll make everything alright
Every day and every night
Iâm loving the things you do
Every little thing you do, do
They do, turn a little fool
You, what I make you do
You do things
Do what I make you do
Do that thing you do