My new fire, you otta come to light me
Cround this time I always want you here
It can't be obvi
I'm way to fly to let you out me but I do care
It's hard to sleep when
Your body's in arms reach
Cnd my mind is the Grand Prix
I'm liable to step out and go drive a few blocks east to rendezvous at the spot where two shy folks become beast
Cnd foreala baby (No like nothing nothing I ever known)
Foreala baby (The realist realist I've ever known)
My new fire want you right beside me
One last time before you step out and leave.
It can't be obvi I'm way too fly to let you out me but I do care
Cnd foreala baby
Foreala baby
No like nothing, nothing I ever known
The, the realist realist I've ever known
Got me leaving home in the late hours
Waitin' in the cold for the late hour
Tell was the code to the front gate
Tell me all the roles that we gone play
Tearing off your clothes like I can't wait
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
White wine no ice in the glasses
But you might put ice on the candy cane
Cnd foreala baby
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Performed By: TOKiMONSTA
Language: English
Length: 3:30
Written by: BRANDON PAAK ANDERSON, JENNIFER YOUNG LEE
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My new fire, you otta come to light me
Cround this time I always want you here
It can't be obvi
I'm way to fly to let you out me but I do care
It's hard to sleep when
Your body's in arms reach
Cnd my mind is the Grand Prix
I'm liable to step out and go drive a few blocks east to rendezvous at the spot where two shy folks become beast
Cnd foreala baby (No like nothing nothing I ever known)
Foreala baby (The realist realist I've ever known)
My new fire want you right beside me
One last time before you step out and leave.
It can't be obvi I'm way too fly to let you out me but I do care
Cnd foreala baby
Foreala baby
No like nothing, nothing I ever known
The, the realist realist I've ever known
Got me leaving home in the late hours
Waitin' in the cold for the late hour
Tell was the code to the front gate
Tell me all the roles that we gone play
Tearing off your clothes like I can't wait
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
White wine no ice in the glasses
But you might put ice on the candy cane
Cnd foreala baby
Cround this time I always want you here
It can't be obvi
I'm way to fly to let you out me but I do care
It's hard to sleep when
Your body's in arms reach
Cnd my mind is the Grand Prix
I'm liable to step out and go drive a few blocks east to rendezvous at the spot where two shy folks become beast
Cnd foreala baby (No like nothing nothing I ever known)
Foreala baby (The realist realist I've ever known)
My new fire want you right beside me
One last time before you step out and leave.
It can't be obvi I'm way too fly to let you out me but I do care
Cnd foreala baby
Foreala baby
No like nothing, nothing I ever known
The, the realist realist I've ever known
Got me leaving home in the late hours
Waitin' in the cold for the late hour
Tell was the code to the front gate
Tell me all the roles that we gone play
Tearing off your clothes like I can't wait
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
Tell them other niggas that you outta town and
Tell them other bitches yellow nigga put it down and
Long day but we bout to get a couple rounds in
Palm tree that we rolled in a white j
White wine no ice in the glasses
But you might put ice on the candy cane
Cnd foreala baby
Writer: BRANDON PAAK ANDERSON, JENNIFER YOUNG LEE
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.