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Bryson Tiller - CALYPSO Lyrics



Bryson Tiller - CALYPSO Lyrics
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We got our names on the guest list
I can't forget your name, always had it on the necklace
She said, "New phone, who this?" As soon as I texted
Then I saw her pretty little face standin' right by the exit
I said, "It's funny that you here 'cause I know this really ain't your thing"
She said, "You got that right," and her car will arrive in fifteen
She said it's 12:35 and she still got work in the mornin'
I ain't tryna kill the vibe, you could see it in my face, I'm torn
Yeah, but wait

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (Calypso)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (oh, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those?
Bust when she moves her hips slow (bussin')
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (ooh, yeah)
90210 the zipcode (yeah)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info?

Deuces, I see you later, right there off of La Brea
Focus on me, not on them haters
Baby, don't Tito's make you crazy? Maybe (yeah)
We can sober up in my bed, but you
Won't let me take you there, no
We proceeded to leave but then

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (with my feet sore, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those? (Ooh)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (oh-ooh)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
I'ma, with my, with my feet sore, yeah
I love it when you get low (get low, yes)
On you, when'd you get those? (Tatts)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Sober up in my bed, but you (oh-ooh, yes)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Can I send you?
We could rendezvous now
Yeah
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We got our names on the guest list
I can't forget your name, always had it on the necklace
She said, "New phone, who this?" As soon as I texted
Then I saw her pretty little face standin' right by the exit
I said, "It's funny that you here 'cause I know this really ain't your thing"
She said, "You got that right," and her car will arrive in fifteen
She said it's 12:35 and she still got work in the mornin'
I ain't tryna kill the vibe, you could see it in my face, I'm torn
Yeah, but wait

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (Calypso)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (oh, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those?
Bust when she moves her hips slow (bussin')
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (ooh, yeah)
90210 the zipcode (yeah)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info?

Deuces, I see you later, right there off of La Brea
Focus on me, not on them haters
Baby, don't Tito's make you crazy? Maybe (yeah)
We can sober up in my bed, but you
Won't let me take you there, no
We proceeded to leave but then

Just like magic, they playin' our song
From way back when we fell in love
She put down her jacket and gave me her phone
Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up"
Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink
Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap
She said, "You ain't changed one bit"
Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me"

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (with my feet sore, yeah)
I love it when you get low (get low)
I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those? (Ooh)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (oh-ooh)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Her body like Calypso (yeah)
I'ma, with my, with my feet sore, yeah
I love it when you get low (get low, yes)
On you, when'd you get those? (Tatts)
Bust when she moves her hips slow
Sober up in my bed, but you (oh-ooh, yes)
90210 the zipcode (oh)
There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah)

Can I send you?
We could rendezvous now
Yeah
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Writer: Michael Williams, Bryson Tiller, Che Ecru, Leon McQuay III, Bass Charity
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC





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