Silk Shirt Fit

Told ya we something special
But you don't wanna listen
I try to keep you level
Show you what you missing
Like whoa-o-oh
You come close then you back out lately
Whoa-o-oh
No time for the past now

Pull up, pull up, let's make it a good day
Turn off the news, not hearing what they say
Dance with me close let's do it the old way
Like this, like that, just letting the song play

Palm trees with the silk shirt fit
Good weed with a badass bitch
Live life where the sunshine hit
Real shit and ya girl know ya boy got drip

Told ya we something special
But you don't wanna listen
I try to keep you level
Show you what you missing
Like whoa-o-oh
You come close then you back out lately
Whoa--o-oh
No time for the past now

Imma need ocean views and new places
New faces, break free from the matrix
You, me, a bottle of rum, back to basics
Rewrite the rules on these pages
She the type of girl that burns sage to cleanse spaces
Type of girl who claims her mood changes
In tune with the days of the moon's phases
She gon' keep you on your toes, never complacent

Told ya we something special
But you don't wanna listen
I try to keep you level
Show you what you missing
Like whoa-o-oh
You come close then you back out lately
Whoa--o-oh
No time for the past now

Palm trees with the silk shirt fit
Good weed with a badass bitch
Live life where the sunshine hit
Real shit and ya girl know ya boy got drip
Way you look when you bite that lip
Got a chance that I just can't miss
Pull me close and you move those hips
And you got me caught with the way we fit

Told ya we something special
But you don't wanna listen
I try to keep you level
Show you what you missing
Like whoa-o-oh
You come close then you back out lately
Whoa-o-oh
No time for the past now



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Serafino
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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