Letra

Friday night, I took her to the movies, what's that all about You don't want no complications, yeah, she's got it figured out Picked her up and dropped her off, then we went up inside her house We didn't make it to her room we went up straight up to the couch Got me like oh man swear she's a perfect 10 Got me like oh man, damn, here we go again Got me like, oh man, swear' she's a perfect 10 Got me like, oh man, damn, here we go again Yea I Got her goin crazy yea she says I hope we meet again Wake up in the morning and the first thing I see is a text She's sayin', what you doin'? Are you free tonight around about 10 I told her, be busy, we gon' pick her right up where we left I don't wanna fuck up but I'm always caught up in a mess But let's just have this moment, something that we will never forget She says, I have lots of nights like this but with you it's the best Once again, I'm out late night, livin' my life with no regrets Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Saturday, I took her out, yeah, we went out and hit the club Poppin' bottles, have a drink with me, girl, let me fill your cup She's been dancin' all night with me, yeah, she still can't get enough She told me, let's hit her place, she got the free said I'm in luck Got me like, oh, man, damn, here we go again Got me like, oh, man, swear she's a perfect ten Got me like, oh, man, swear she's a perfect ten Got me like, oh, man, damn, here we go again Here we go again Here we go again Here we go again, it's kinda crazy that we're friends I thought my love was something different, then you put it in my head I'm fucked up, off the meds, I'm just tryin' to go to bed But she tryin' to take my bread, cause she knows soon I'll be dead Like damn What did I do to make you leave What can I do to make you see Bite my wrist to make me bleed What I would do to make you scream What can I do to make you see What can I do to make you scream What would I do if you would leave Line on my wrist to make me bleed Friday night, I took her to the movies, what's that all about You don't want no complications, yeah, she's got it figured out Picked her up and dropped her off, then we went up inside her house We didn't make it to her room we went up straight up to the couch Got me like oh man swear she's a perfect 10 Got me like oh man, damn, here we go again Got me like, oh man, swear she's a perfect 10 Got me like, oh man, damn, here we go again
Writer(s): John Garcia, Chris Malinchak, Gregory Victor Bahary Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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