A Few Miles
Diamonds
And pearls for a bitch who gon give me her heart
Missing and I'm wishing I could give a girl a new start
Dipping and switching, maybe I should just find a new art
It's, habit
To never give trust, cuz all of this baggage
People think I'm rude or maybe I'm just a savage
We gonna find party, babygirl we gon' crash it
Just snagged me a pint, babygirl imma smash it
Man I drank too much in this club for some action
Fly my ass to europe just to give this girl what she asking
For, maybe I be doing too much
Saying that you miss me
But you lying to my dumbass
Yeah that's just a hunch
Lemme take you to lunch
Lemme take you to dinner
Come meet all heathens
They gon show you that you rocking wit a winner
Fit cold like December
I be chattering my teeth when I step outside
Come outside and watch for the snow cuz we gon ride
Got her ass smiling and she can't deny
Just for one night, lemme change your life
Lemme see what you working with, change your price
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
It's a few miles for me
We go way back, like 2 weeks
Got me spinning like a wave cap, too freaked
Barely make it to the hotel, new sheets
But we trashed that shit, now i'm in heat
Burning up like a sauna
Baby do you want some drama?
Well then bring your momma
Presidential moves, call me obama
Blowing up, Osama
Been lacking
Tell the show girls
What's happening
Now they out in public wilding and flashing
Probably time to cash in, cash out
Running out of checks swear I live in a drought
Don't slide in the D.M.'s if you just want clout
Pretty young man, yeah I come from the south
Just pull up one time and you'll see what it's about
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
It's a few miles for me
Sip bubbly
She did her hair
Nails on fleek
Now we both out
And we show out
Put a show on
Hit the stage, baby and we go on
Be a rockstar
Tickets sold out
Hit the crib, baby and we roll loud
Be a rockstar
Tickets sold out
Hit the crib, baby and we go south
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
Yeah it's a few miles for me
Uh, uh, say the word and you gon' see
And pearls for a bitch who gon give me her heart
Missing and I'm wishing I could give a girl a new start
Dipping and switching, maybe I should just find a new art
It's, habit
To never give trust, cuz all of this baggage
People think I'm rude or maybe I'm just a savage
We gonna find party, babygirl we gon' crash it
Just snagged me a pint, babygirl imma smash it
Man I drank too much in this club for some action
Fly my ass to europe just to give this girl what she asking
For, maybe I be doing too much
Saying that you miss me
But you lying to my dumbass
Yeah that's just a hunch
Lemme take you to lunch
Lemme take you to dinner
Come meet all heathens
They gon show you that you rocking wit a winner
Fit cold like December
I be chattering my teeth when I step outside
Come outside and watch for the snow cuz we gon ride
Got her ass smiling and she can't deny
Just for one night, lemme change your life
Lemme see what you working with, change your price
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
It's a few miles for me
We go way back, like 2 weeks
Got me spinning like a wave cap, too freaked
Barely make it to the hotel, new sheets
But we trashed that shit, now i'm in heat
Burning up like a sauna
Baby do you want some drama?
Well then bring your momma
Presidential moves, call me obama
Blowing up, Osama
Been lacking
Tell the show girls
What's happening
Now they out in public wilding and flashing
Probably time to cash in, cash out
Running out of checks swear I live in a drought
Don't slide in the D.M.'s if you just want clout
Pretty young man, yeah I come from the south
Just pull up one time and you'll see what it's about
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
It's a few miles for me
Sip bubbly
She did her hair
Nails on fleek
Now we both out
And we show out
Put a show on
Hit the stage, baby and we go on
Be a rockstar
Tickets sold out
Hit the crib, baby and we roll loud
Be a rockstar
Tickets sold out
Hit the crib, baby and we go south
I just wanna see you up in my bed
Swear I can't get you out my head
Yeah I can't get you out of my head
I don't care how many it's gonna be
But it's a few miles for me
Yeah it's a few miles for me
Uh, uh, say the word and you gon' see
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Writer(s): Brandon Lee
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