Finer Things

Yea Yea
Yea
Uh Uh Ha
Let's go

I'm walking straight through the door
And everybody roll with me yea they know how it go
It's a lot of shorties out tonight
Walking to the bar I just seen three in a row
Got the bartender pouring me up a cup
Of that rose gold
And I'm already blowed
You know how it's gone go
Shorty doing those splits
She dropped it real low like she had a permit
You know I can't even lie
I seen something in her when I looked in her eyes
It made me feel some kinda way
The feeling you don't want it to go away
She got my attention
At the table taking shots with me

We gone go back to my car
We gone ride around the city
Ima show you the finer things
I wanna take you shopping everywhere
Get what you want I don't care
I just wanna give you the finer things

Now I got her back to the house
She grabbed my hand walked me right to the couch
I started moving real fast
She sat on my lap and said slow it down
She whispered in my ear
That we got all night
She said nobody else is here
She just wanna do me right
I wanna make the first move
Cuss your body so rare
I can feel that your in the mood
It's steam in the air
From now on you can roll with me
Growing this love so passionately
And I don't wanna go a second without you babe

We gone go back to my car
We gone ride around the city
Ima show you the finer things
I wanna take you shopping everywhere
Get what you want I don't care
I just wanna give you the finer things



Credits
Writer(s): Dion Johnson
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