I met this chick up for drinks
Out in Beverly Hills
We got a little too faded
Ended back at my crib
And fell asleep on my couch
The next morning she was out
We texted a few weeks
But never seen her again
I got this cute little thing
Down at Long Beach State
She get it done with one hand like she OBJ
She want commitment and some love
I'm like only dates
So let me break down the game tape
Play by play
Number One
Take an Uber man
Don't ever drive
Cuz by the end of the night
She might offer you a ride
If you play your cards right
Tell her come inside
Play some music, pour some wine
Then she come alive
Number two
You ain't gotta be too rich
But don't be cheap tho
Take her somewhere she ain't never been
Man that's the cheat code
A little effort go a long way
Be unique though
Buy her flowers
Compliment her outfit and her feet though
I been in the streets
Got some stains on my resume
I done f*cked some chicks
That's uglier than Patrick Beverly
People stay talking
Reputation is ahead of me
These hoes be too messy
Baby act like a professional
And please don't get me started
On that nasty ass apartment
Or the dirty ass carpet
In the car that you be driving
It got makeup, books and bras
Like you be living in a parking lot
I gotta get a tetanus shot
For safety, if we f*ck or not
I met the baddie up for karaoke in Koreatown
Sang a little Chris Brown
Took her home and beat her down
With my dick, not my hands tho.
Dinner lit by candle
We gone get it in
Bitch I'm such a gentleman
I be holding open doors
I be pulling out chairs
I be listening to problems
I be acting like I care
I'm like a port-a-potty
Full of shit, at least I'm self aware
I need another body doing it
And I ain't playing fair
I linked up with this girl I went to college with
Online poppin shit
Spur of the moment I'm a Popovich
She wasn't f*cking with ya boy back then
So now I gotta hit
Pride came before the fall and
Damn I got a lot of it
Man I'm out of it
In a trance, dosed off
Soon as I get a chance
I'm a get her clothes off
I forget her name by the time the door close
Now I'm in the whip headed to the ho store
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
50 First Dates Video (MV)
Performed By: aroomfullofmirrors & Roberto Horns
Language: English
Length: 2:52
Written by: William Porter
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I met this chick up for drinks
Out in Beverly Hills
We got a little too faded
Ended back at my crib
And fell asleep on my couch
The next morning she was out
We texted a few weeks
But never seen her again
I got this cute little thing
Down at Long Beach State
She get it done with one hand like she OBJ
She want commitment and some love
I'm like only dates
So let me break down the game tape
Play by play
Number One
Take an Uber man
Don't ever drive
Cuz by the end of the night
She might offer you a ride
If you play your cards right
Tell her come inside
Play some music, pour some wine
Then she come alive
Number two
You ain't gotta be too rich
But don't be cheap tho
Take her somewhere she ain't never been
Man that's the cheat code
A little effort go a long way
Be unique though
Buy her flowers
Compliment her outfit and her feet though
I been in the streets
Got some stains on my resume
I done f*cked some chicks
That's uglier than Patrick Beverly
People stay talking
Reputation is ahead of me
These hoes be too messy
Baby act like a professional
And please don't get me started
On that nasty ass apartment
Or the dirty ass carpet
In the car that you be driving
It got makeup, books and bras
Like you be living in a parking lot
I gotta get a tetanus shot
For safety, if we f*ck or not
I met the baddie up for karaoke in Koreatown
Sang a little Chris Brown
Took her home and beat her down
With my dick, not my hands tho.
Dinner lit by candle
We gone get it in
Bitch I'm such a gentleman
I be holding open doors
I be pulling out chairs
I be listening to problems
I be acting like I care
I'm like a port-a-potty
Full of shit, at least I'm self aware
I need another body doing it
And I ain't playing fair
I linked up with this girl I went to college with
Online poppin shit
Spur of the moment I'm a Popovich
She wasn't f*cking with ya boy back then
So now I gotta hit
Pride came before the fall and
Damn I got a lot of it
Man I'm out of it
In a trance, dosed off
Soon as I get a chance
I'm a get her clothes off
I forget her name by the time the door close
Now I'm in the whip headed to the ho store
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
Out in Beverly Hills
We got a little too faded
Ended back at my crib
And fell asleep on my couch
The next morning she was out
We texted a few weeks
But never seen her again
I got this cute little thing
Down at Long Beach State
She get it done with one hand like she OBJ
She want commitment and some love
I'm like only dates
So let me break down the game tape
Play by play
Number One
Take an Uber man
Don't ever drive
Cuz by the end of the night
She might offer you a ride
If you play your cards right
Tell her come inside
Play some music, pour some wine
Then she come alive
Number two
You ain't gotta be too rich
But don't be cheap tho
Take her somewhere she ain't never been
Man that's the cheat code
A little effort go a long way
Be unique though
Buy her flowers
Compliment her outfit and her feet though
I been in the streets
Got some stains on my resume
I done f*cked some chicks
That's uglier than Patrick Beverly
People stay talking
Reputation is ahead of me
These hoes be too messy
Baby act like a professional
And please don't get me started
On that nasty ass apartment
Or the dirty ass carpet
In the car that you be driving
It got makeup, books and bras
Like you be living in a parking lot
I gotta get a tetanus shot
For safety, if we f*ck or not
I met the baddie up for karaoke in Koreatown
Sang a little Chris Brown
Took her home and beat her down
With my dick, not my hands tho.
Dinner lit by candle
We gone get it in
Bitch I'm such a gentleman
I be holding open doors
I be pulling out chairs
I be listening to problems
I be acting like I care
I'm like a port-a-potty
Full of shit, at least I'm self aware
I need another body doing it
And I ain't playing fair
I linked up with this girl I went to college with
Online poppin shit
Spur of the moment I'm a Popovich
She wasn't f*cking with ya boy back then
So now I gotta hit
Pride came before the fall and
Damn I got a lot of it
Man I'm out of it
In a trance, dosed off
Soon as I get a chance
I'm a get her clothes off
I forget her name by the time the door close
Now I'm in the whip headed to the ho store
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
Got no time for love but let's have fun
Baby girl I'm on the way
Close your eyes pretend that I'm the one
Let me take you on a date
Writer: William Porter
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid