You
You baby
It's gotta be you baby
I need you girl
It's gotta be you baby
You baby
Taken by the color of your hair and your posture
She said she a freak said I remind her of her father
Ok kay let me gather up broken pieces
We gone be together now it's gonna be
Okay
Fuck what anybody say about you
We can get it poppin w tequila and some soju
Fuck it i ain't gonna lie I feel like I'm a Martian
Counting all my fingers what's it doin in your mouth then. wow
I caught you singing one of my songs
But it's ok it drives me crazy when you hang in your thong
The way you look at me when hittin my bong
I pray to God I never do you no wrong
But is it working I've been prayin so long
Feelin like I'm Marlon Brando when I sing this
Pounding on my chest King Kong with a witness
She don't wear no panies out in public in her tight dress
She said what's your name what's your interest
You baby it's you
I need you girl
It's gotta be you babe
Eat around a bush I alway do that shit is plentiful
Baby come along with the journey baby follow me yea
All I really Wana do is quit literal
Save it till the curtain comes down then we out baby
Like livin in a fantasy
We're finally just you and me
Let's relax and get something nice to eat
So we can talk about the place that we Wana be ye
You baby it's you
I need you girl
It's gotta be you babe
It's gotta be you baby
I need you girl
It's gotta be you baby
You baby
Taken by the color of your hair and your posture
She said she a freak said I remind her of her father
Ok kay let me gather up broken pieces
We gone be together now it's gonna be
Okay
Fuck what anybody say about you
We can get it poppin w tequila and some soju
Fuck it i ain't gonna lie I feel like I'm a Martian
Counting all my fingers what's it doin in your mouth then. wow
I caught you singing one of my songs
But it's ok it drives me crazy when you hang in your thong
The way you look at me when hittin my bong
I pray to God I never do you no wrong
But is it working I've been prayin so long
Feelin like I'm Marlon Brando when I sing this
Pounding on my chest King Kong with a witness
She don't wear no panies out in public in her tight dress
She said what's your name what's your interest
You baby it's you
I need you girl
It's gotta be you babe
Eat around a bush I alway do that shit is plentiful
Baby come along with the journey baby follow me yea
All I really Wana do is quit literal
Save it till the curtain comes down then we out baby
Like livin in a fantasy
We're finally just you and me
Let's relax and get something nice to eat
So we can talk about the place that we Wana be ye
You baby it's you
I need you girl
It's gotta be you babe
Credits
Writer(s): Ike Kawaguchi
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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