Lyrics

You gimme the time, You gimme the time, yeah yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You show me my shine, You show me my shine yeah yeah You gimme the time, You make me feel fine yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You show me my shine, You show me my shine yeah yeah You gimme the time, You make me feel fine yeah You gimme the time, it's all an illusion I jump to conclusions, but I don't know where to go from there You gimme the stare, from the beginning I'm feeling a flare If you in trouble you know I'd come Get you and carry you all the way down the stairs You know that I'm confused, you don't make it easy I don't think it's fair You know that I like you, but I'm an adult too I know you don't care I'm making a choice now, listen to your voice now I'm so indecisive not everything's gotta be black or white Like getting milk from a wise cow You gimme the time, You gimme the time, yeah yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You show me my shine, You show me my shine yeah yeah You gimme the time, You make me feel fine yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You gimme the time, You gimme the time yeah yeah You show me my shine, You show me my shine yeah yeah You gimme the time, You make me feel fine yeah If we not vibing, I'm ghosting And most of the time when I drive I be coasting My right hand's the drink with your thigh as a coaster Checking your Co-star to see compatibility I do not know why you doubt my ability You are my safe house my comfort facility Hop on insurance, be my liability That was a mouthful, my groupchat's the council I still got my tonsils, you using utensils And I'm playing chopsticks. I enjoy buttpics I hope you like smiles, 'cuz I don't take dick pics It's just not my style. Talk for a while Cuz I play the slow game We driving miles, no taking the fast lane You drive me insane but all in a good way I'm hoping you remain my personal buffet I need you to know I think you cute from your head to your toes And I daydream about us matching clothes We could be perfect as far as it goes I just feel corny Sometimes I feel like it's better than horny But picture us down the line, having kids We turn the TV, we watching some Barney It's all an illusion Stop teasing me You're losing me Stop teasing me You're losing me Stop teasing me You're losing me
Writer(s): Robert Hite Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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