Letra
Look, going around in circles, it's not supposed to hurt, but
My ego bruised and purple, I'm tryna work you over
'Cause girl, you fine, you're the finest that I ever seen
What I wanna do, you know it ain't no mystery
I'm tryna kiss ya cheek, take you to lover's creek
Smoke wedding cake inside a boat on top of Crystal Springs
'Cause you're my oxygen, giving me confidence
I love the way you swim, keep telling me to dive on in
I never hesitate or even got a question
A midday swim that means another midday smoking session
And I can hardly wait, block like Hollywood
Front porch red carpet, front door the golden gates
(Back porch the stage we made, her pool is always good)
(In the morning, swim until the dawn, and)
(It's the Don, get it right, we been here since midnight)
(First we dipped our toes, then we tripped our robes, then we-)
This shit get tricky, man
I know I shouldn't trust her, dawg
But she a femme fatale, and I'm just a fly on the wall
She like to do it all, suck the straw inside a stall
Take her to the dressing room and lay it down inside the mall
I need a moment, dawg, I need to gain some clarity
The way I need her, think she give a nigga charity
It ain't no sparin' me, I'm hopeless and only can sing
I need a ticket, need to book some time at Crystal Springs
I got one ticket to paradise
Fuck you mean?
Writer(s): George Pina
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