ACURA

Sino siya? I wanna know your name Baby you're bubbly and radiant You got some flavor and I'm tryna savor it Palm gripped on the fruit Sipping on that juice Like Skateboard P and Diddy Finna get loose, ooh Pardon me if I flake on occasion They're like Dwayne I'm more like Michael Cera Never was the type to feel like saying Never was the type to go and take it Gentleman the way my mama raise me She praying for me since I was a baby Now my life is orbited my angels Now my life's obtaining all the paper Oh Acura, take a spin on the back road with you Hands flying out the window with you Ain't nothing but mileage, I'll pick you up I got you, I got you, I got you, I'll pick you up I got you, I got you, I got you, you State park poolside, summertime fourteen Splash in cool water, you's latching on me Wear your arms tight like a chain So tight I can feel your name Match with the puka, deep end wetted When the day end, it's still deep end wetted And the gang's all here, super soak in the heat But still, inner demons tryna run my races Grind 'em, roll 'me up in a container Burn it, take it, turn it into vapor Now I'm eating good at Terakawa R.I.P. Lorenzo that's our angel And the Lacie, all the priceless data So shout out to the homies in the basement We out here still working for the paper, yeah Oh Acura, take a spin on the back road with you Hands flying out the window with you Ain't nothing but mileage, I'll pick you up I got you, I got you, I got you, I'll pick you up I got you, I got you, I got you, you Sino siya? I wanna know her name