Till the Credits Rolling

Shawty you can dress cumfy
Extra hoodies if you want these
I'm in basketball shorts & a young tee
In the mood to talk deep like Bun B
So bring ya Vicky secrets, but don't hide 'em from me
Trynna stretch the the night out like bungee
Get to know yo favorite food and ya favorite auntie
Where you wanna buy a crib, which country
Wanna hear it all if you want me

Girl let's drive around, till we on E
With no destination, talking
End up at the crib, pick movies
Couch it up, like we gon' fall sleep
Make your eyes roll back
Make you miss the whole thing
Make your eyes roll back
Till the credits rolling, yeah

Playing with ya hair like I'm counting every strand
Passion in the air, you like sleeping with the fan
Nothing turn you on like when someone understand
So that funny chick flick you like was always in the plan
Ben & Jerry's, chocolate cookies, while I hold ya hand
Thinking if you thinking what I'm thinking as I glance
Over at ya, ain't even got ya phone in ya hands
Trynna let me know we got a chance

Girl let's drive around, till we on E
With no destination, talking
End up at the crib, pick movies
Couch it up, like we gon' fall sleep
Make your eyes roll back
Make you miss the whole thing
Make your eyes roll back
Till the credits rolling, yeah

Girl let's drive around, till we on E
With no destination, talking
End up at the crib, pick movies
Couch it up, like we gon' fall sleep
Make your eyes roll back
Make you miss the whole thing
Make your eyes roll back
Till the credits rolling, yeah
Girl let's drive around, till we on E
With no destination, talking
End up at the crib, pick movies
Couch it up, like we gon' fall sleep
Make your eyes roll back
Make you miss the whole thing
Make your eyes roll back
Till the credits rolling, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Kev Decor
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