Down, down, down

When the high comes down I think of you

You're so special

I hope I can keep you in my life

Don't know where you been

Don't know where you're going

But I just hope I convince you to stay

Let's take this party back to your room

Let tequila do the talking

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Touchdown, touch up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

I know you got other options

I promise they don't care like I do

I just hope you come back to me-ee

Start over? No sir-ee

You can proceed with caution

But they won't treat you like I do

I've seen your bloopers, your flaws

I've spoken to your walls

Don't know where you been

Don't know where you're going

I hope I convince you to stay

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Touchdown, touch up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Till the sun comes up (up, up, up, up, up, up, up)

Tax write off, your bag (ouu)

Hand full of that ass (ouu)

Feel the Louis tag (ouu)

You so fucking bad boo (bad boo)

I don't like to brag (true)

Unless I'm bragging bout you (bout you)

Made a few grand, that's cool (that's cool)

Best I ever had (true)

You can run away if you want (if you want)

But I wanna dress you in Saint Laurent (Saint Laurent)

No one as bad as you, that's why you can pick whoever you want (you want)

I'll take care of you, imagine that but in a sexy font, ha

I hope that Seattle decides to extend Knine

Unnecessary glaze, but he a dawg, canine

Shawty bite my neck, canine, ha

Who bouta get a bag? You talking number nine