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I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides Just got my lashes filled accentuate my eyes Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine" I'm finna take myself on a date Get het at 8 And I won't be late I probably won't know what to say Tell her she looks great And ask 'bout her day And I won't be presumptious cause we could be friends But I hope when I drop her off she'll invite me in And we could watch a movie and maybe drink wine I really want this girl to be mine I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine" I'm gon' treat her right So right Oh I'm gon' treat her right I'm gon' spend the night The night Oh I'm gon' spend the night I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied (They fuckin' lied) Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine" "Damn, she fine, damn, she fine" Uh, he-hey, Amindi Um, I noticed you from—from across the room And I, I just wanted to let you know that you look You look really nice Um, could I, like, maybe take you out sometime? Yeah? Okay Here's my number: 310-356-9056
Writer(s): Russell Smith, Chris Bracco, Mike Skinner, Amy Bracco, Kevin Patrick Devine, Margaret White, Carey Brandenburg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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