Can't wait to see you on the weekend with no clothes on
Usually I love to speak with you, we doze off
Either way I can't explain this game I feel we playing
Looks can be deceiving but I made you start believing that this feels more sacred
Love these conversations
Used to vodka f*ck and go
But this more wine and f*ck her slow
Girl we in our own ways
Heard us from the hallways
Telling me your testimony
Love how you be preaching
Both us had broken homes
Still partied on the weekend
Love wasn't that serious till you found us in the deep end too
What is it 'bout us?
I don't feel ashamed to say it
Opinions are overrated
I won't make it complicated no more
What is it 'bout us?
My heart is just always racing
I gotta control my pace 'cause sometimes I get so impatient