2AM Thirst Ballad歌詞

It was late like 2am
I hit her up like what you doing in
She said chillen bendge watching shows
I knew she was lonely from her twitter post
I was kinda thirsty I admit it
But I had to find a way to get it
The bar I was at
Well was closing soon
And my ***** brought his girl I was 3rd wheelin
These are the moments that make champions
When the music gets too ambient
And you don't want to dance again
So you call a shorty right
See if you can spend the night
And hopefully she doesn't hit you with
I work in the morning
So back to the text conversation
Had my blood and heart racing
My homie simply said shoot your shot
I asked her would she like to chill
She already knew the deal
And put some numbers back up on the clock
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
I was on the way to your crib
Girl I know you stay in Jersey
Why you lie bout where you live
Rarely ever leave Brooklyn
It's your a*s that got me here
Got you arching
Got you golden
Like we bringing back the Rib
Oh my
Wait I'm losing grip
Oh my
Had to switch it up like Will Smith
Oh my
Girl let's do that up and down
That's my elevator pitch
Hold that thought
Like where you go
We unholy better find the Pope
**** it we can't even find out clothes
And they probably under boxes of the dominos
Vamonos you are not my girl we just kinda close
I like it when you got your mouth open like you saw a ghost
Patrick Swayze baby I can lick you like a cantelope
Just don't be surprised in the morning when it's adios
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds to that
Why don't we
Play something these h*es will like
Drive whips I know they like
Twista you told em right
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice like Kobe's wife
We sorta like Goldie right
The way we mold 'em right
I could make you a celebrity over night
At the store girl what do like
I got whiskey do you got ice
I am tipsy do you want wine
Scratch all that girl do you want mine
I'm outside girl pick up your phone
Are you alone or your roommates home
Yeah your favorite songs
Turn it up so they don't hear you moan
I know