I won't see your face again that way
(I love you, Vega)
That way
I won't see your face again that way
(I had to, huh, I had to)
Woo
I couldn't help it, haha
Girls, girls
So many girls where I'm from (ah)
Girls, girls
They want Chanel or they done (I love bitches, for real)
I just really want you, baby
Her, her, her, and you, baby (at some point)
Hermès just for you, baby (ooh, baby)
Damn, it's hard for me to choose, baby (what's your name, girl?)
(I'm out of tune) I know you like it
I can read the signs that you givin', I'm a Pisces
Free spirit, freak, but I'm never indecisive
Contrary to belief, I never nutted in a white bitch
Never have I ever, yeah, I wonder who my wife is
If she get a Bentley truck, then I deserve a side bitch
Nothin' serious, just different energies to vibe with
'Cause I know it's you I want to turn gray and die with
I can charter us a plane and hit the steward out in Martha
Grab a dress, I'll grab a suit, let's head out to the opera
Or we can pick some peaches from the farm and make a cobbler
Or couch sit and watch Ayo sweep up at the Oscars
Compliment fits when the fall come through
Daydreamin' 'bout it, baby, it's like all I do
If we have a daughter, I just hope she tall like you
All in all, I'm all in and hope she's all like you
When them curls hang like a waterfall, I do
I'll jump off the cliff in a second
Third jersey on the Sixers, you don't gotta question
The hecklin' from exes, that's why we give 'em Z's, they sleep, we restin'
Leave that in the past, we livin' like the Jetsons
If anybody fuckin' with you, ain't no second chances
You'll hear: Mm, bop, bop, bop, like Hanson
And tire smoke blowin' from the Phantom
I know you think I'm frontin', but I'm so for real
Your name not Hillary, no need to ever know the bills
Got a house on the hill, and the woods, and the water
With the Sun that could shine on a son or a daughter
How's Granny? I'll call her, feelings? I caught 'em
Used to jog away from 'em, leaf turned, I'm autumn
I'm sorry, ha-ha-ha-ha, I'm just rantin' (I'm just rantin')
Say it's complainin', I say it's passion
Anyway, fuck the talkin', time for some action
Tall, dark, funny, rich as hell and I'm handsome
Good sense of self, and I'm sweet, make the ants come
Got a gig tonight, have your mama and aunts come
Oh God, it's nice to meet ya (oh, oh, oh)
Even in my dreams, I'm so hyped to see ya
What's real? I don't know no more
This your number? Good Lord, you from the 404
That's perfect, uh
I'm from the 310
That's perfect
Oh, that's perfect
Brand new Polo, just for you, baby (oh, oh)
Hand-knitted, I try on just for you, baby
Might do the matchin' Phantoms if we have a lil baby
(Baby, baby)
Girls, girls (ha-ha)
All these girls where I'm from (little somethin')
Girls, girls
They want Chanel or they done
I just really want you, baby
Her, her, her, and you, baby
Hermès just for you, baby
Damn, it's hard for me to choose, baby
You know? These bitches, they don't wanna be in the house
These bitches wanna be in Miami with they ass out, you know?
Like, man, take that bitch on the– out the– out of the country or somethin'
Take that bitch on a trip or somethin', she wanna be in Miami with her–