Guilty (feat. Chris Brown & A$AP Ferg)

I know we in love (love)
But not with each other, no
And we don't mind
'Cause you're still mine, ooh, babe
If we keep it up (up)
Then maybe these two wrongs
Might make it right
But don't tell nobody

We ain't looking to hurt 'em (hurt 'em)
So good that we doing 'em dirty (dirty)
I won't say no
I can't say no, oh, oh
His calls, I've been ignoring (ignoring)
We up all night until the morning
I can't say no, oh-whoa-oh

You gon' get me caught up, love-drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty the more that we keep
Sneaking, creeping, leaving hotel rooms
Might just leave him alone, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chris Brown]
With my girl and my phone face down
Hope you don't call when she's around
I know that you fiending now
All we know is touch-and-go
And now she looking at me different
I be leaving and telling her that it's business
We mix bad with good intentions
All we know is no control

We ain't looking to hurt 'em
So good that we doing 'em dirty
I won't say no
I can't say no, whoa-oh
Her calls, I've been ignoring
We up all night until the morning
I can't say no, ooh-whoa

You gon' get me caught up (caught up)
Love-drunk (caught up), fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty the more that we keep
Sneaking (oh-whoa), creeping
Leaving hotel rooms (leaving hotel rooms) (yeah)
Might just (might just) leave him (what?)
Alone (yeah) (you gon' get me) (yeah)

[A$AP Ferg]
Can't leave you alone, fiending and seeking your moans (yeah)
We be in a zone, he leave and I creep in your home (why?)
I'll get your jiggy up, I'll get you Alyx and that chrome (yeah)
That nigga finna go crazy, just answer your phone (why?)
Hey I've seen you with your man on Rodeo Drive (yeah)
SMH thinking 'bout how I was in those thighs (why?)
Though you wish you was with me, you see me in the ride (yeah)
You also see my bitch, she sitting in passenger side (yeah)
Let's just speak the real, I'm putting all passion aside (woo)
You know we (come on) started off as friends
We just happened to vibe (yeah)
Now you my guilty pleasure, fill me with ladders and lies (woo)
I think I met my match 'cause you as savage as I

You gon' get me caught up, love-drunk, fucked up over you
But we don't feel guilty the more that we keep
Sneaking, creeping (I might have to lose you), leaving hotel rooms
Might just (might just) leave him (leave him) alone (leave him alone)

We just say
Boy, you close to me, baby
We just say
Boy, you close to me, baby