SERF
I think we're the same
In every single way
I didn't catch your name
But you seem to have it all
And you sure love to talk
I need your lovin'
From my deduction we should be touchin'
Trust in me follow these instructions
Got my degree in reproduction
No I ain't bluffin'
Are you up for something?
I turn down for nothing
If you don't fit in to what is written
Then baby I don't mind a little readjustin'
If I was to hold your hand,
Would you hold mine back?
I don't bite unless you like it baby
From 10 to 10 how would you like to rate me
Try to turn me to a nonbeliever
Cannot believe her
Imma good boy you can call my preacher
She call me a liar
Got me jumping through fire
Like Knievel with a fever of a 105
Yeah I'm pretty ill
She like "that a fact?"
"Well if you so sick,
Then why the hell cant you rap?"
Hard bars I got hard bars
Hear me ruff ruff see me bark bark
If I can get up under y'alls bras
I'm getting closer to a heart to heart
Let's start with a bottle of cabernet
Whatchu say?
When we start to wobble we can play my tape
And she prefers to hear an 808
But that boy can sing so I'm A-OK
If I drink too much again,
Will you hold my hair?
I'm just worried about your timing baby
Cuz I've been dying but you might just save me
Hey
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ok
Not Bad
If I was to hold your hand
Would you hold mine back?
Even though I've been lying to you
Lying to you
All of the time, lying to you
Wish I could tell you the truth
In every single way
I didn't catch your name
But you seem to have it all
And you sure love to talk
I need your lovin'
From my deduction we should be touchin'
Trust in me follow these instructions
Got my degree in reproduction
No I ain't bluffin'
Are you up for something?
I turn down for nothing
If you don't fit in to what is written
Then baby I don't mind a little readjustin'
If I was to hold your hand,
Would you hold mine back?
I don't bite unless you like it baby
From 10 to 10 how would you like to rate me
Try to turn me to a nonbeliever
Cannot believe her
Imma good boy you can call my preacher
She call me a liar
Got me jumping through fire
Like Knievel with a fever of a 105
Yeah I'm pretty ill
She like "that a fact?"
"Well if you so sick,
Then why the hell cant you rap?"
Hard bars I got hard bars
Hear me ruff ruff see me bark bark
If I can get up under y'alls bras
I'm getting closer to a heart to heart
Let's start with a bottle of cabernet
Whatchu say?
When we start to wobble we can play my tape
And she prefers to hear an 808
But that boy can sing so I'm A-OK
If I drink too much again,
Will you hold my hair?
I'm just worried about your timing baby
Cuz I've been dying but you might just save me
Hey
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Ok
Not Bad
If I was to hold your hand
Would you hold mine back?
Even though I've been lying to you
Lying to you
All of the time, lying to you
Wish I could tell you the truth
Credits
Writer(s): Jeremy Macier
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