TO THE MOON

Sit by myself Talking to the moon Pull up the ting gon' turn up Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Ooh, yeah Come for the zoove, yeah Pull up for certain, yeah Come set the mood, yeah You come like sunshine, yeah Come meet the moon Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine Might give her the wood Ooh, yeah Come for the zoove, yeah Pull up for certain, yeah Come set the mood, yeah You come like sunshine, yeah Come meet the moon Baby girl, fine, so fine, so fine Might give her the wood Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up and make it clap Buss it down on my jeans Make a nigga spend racks Pull up and make it clap Buss it down on my jeans And end up on your back Pull up and make it clap Buss it down on my jeans Make a nigga spend racks Pull up and make it clap Buss it down on my jeans And end up on your back Whine up your ripe pum-pum Oh, ya pussy so tight make a nigga change ways Know I been broke not once, but twice That's why a nigga gotta get paid Whine up your ripe pum pum Oh, ya, pussy so tight make a nigga change ways Know I been broke not once but twice That's right a nigga really self-made Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) Pull up the ting gon' turn up (tryna get to you) (Tryna get to you) (Tryna get-)