Lyrics

Seen you last week at the valet I was heading back west From the Omni Had to get the number before you got away Bad little ting with a pretty face Eyebrows on fleek, hair to ya waist Where you going, what you need Can I get a taste I'm not tryna move fast but you caught my eye And if you haven't noticed baby girl I'm kind of fly We could grab a couple drinks at the Westin If you little shy you could bring ya best friends You seem independent though, smile on confidence Whipping in the two seater, who you rolling wit I'm just tryna see you and that silhouette And I don't know about your past, I can take a guess Whoever let you walk away sick in the head Like make it make sense I just gotta have you you You, you, you, you, you, you Tell me what I gotta do Do, do, do, do, do, do I just gotta have you you You, you, you, you, you, you Tell me what I gotta do Do, do, do, do, do, do Got you laughing at my jokes, in a good mood Conversations on the phone, healing old wounds Drives on the coastline, eating good food I shine, you shine Spending time with you Compliment each other Girl we like good shoes Jump man off the bench Carolina blues Apple bottom sitting right With cha bloody shoes Diamonds dancing in the light Nike track suit We could hit the Bev Center What you want to do LACMA think of you in a vinyl room God made a masterpiece when he created you Work of art Can I put you in my living room And you smart two degrees, yeah you got a few Got my heart swimming deep, no swimming pool And you smart two degrees, yeah you got a few Got my heart swimming deep, I just gotta have you You, you, you, you, you, you Tell me what I gotta do Do, do, do, do, do, do I just gotta have you You, you, you, you, you, you Tell me what I gotta do Do, do, do, do, do, do Have you Gotta do Have you Gotta do You, you We so Timeless Have you Sunsets in the West
Writer(s): Donte Jackson, Dimitrius Lynch, Jaime Anderson, Garrett Swenson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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