haircut
I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides
Just got my lashes filled accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
I'm finna take myself on a date
Get het at 8
And I won't be late
I probably won't know what to say
Tell her she looks great
And ask 'bout her day
And I won't be presumptious cause we could be friends
But I hope when I drop her off she'll invite me in
And we could watch a movie and maybe drink wine
I really want this girl to be mine
I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides
Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
I'm gon' treat her right
So right
Oh
I'm gon' treat her right
I'm gon' spend the night
The night
Oh
I'm gon' spend the night
I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides
Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied (They fuckin' lied)
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
"Damn, she fine, damn, she fine"
Uh, he-hey, Amindi
Um, I noticed you from—from across the room
And I, I just wanted to let you know that you look
you look really nice
Um, could I, like, maybe take you out sometime?
Yeah? Okay
Here's my number: 310-356-9056
Just got my lashes filled accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
I'm finna take myself on a date
Get het at 8
And I won't be late
I probably won't know what to say
Tell her she looks great
And ask 'bout her day
And I won't be presumptious cause we could be friends
But I hope when I drop her off she'll invite me in
And we could watch a movie and maybe drink wine
I really want this girl to be mine
I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides
Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
I'm gon' treat her right
So right
Oh
I'm gon' treat her right
I'm gon' spend the night
The night
Oh
I'm gon' spend the night
I got my hair cut, told my guy to fade the sides
Just got my lashes filled, accentuate my eyes
Whoever said that I'm not bad, they fuckin' lied (They fuckin' lied)
Look in the mirror at myself like, "Damn, she fine"
"Damn, she fine, damn, she fine"
Uh, he-hey, Amindi
Um, I noticed you from—from across the room
And I, I just wanted to let you know that you look
you look really nice
Um, could I, like, maybe take you out sometime?
Yeah? Okay
Here's my number: 310-356-9056
Credits
Writer(s): Russell Smith, Chris Bracco, Mike Skinner, Amy Bracco, Kevin Patrick Devine, Margaret White, Carey Brandenburg
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