*Rojo

We were crusin' through Sunset Boulevard
On the Bel Air
On a date with this beautiful woman
I can tell that you like me
So kiss me on the lips
Man, we tripping on the woods
My throat sore
Coughing, snuffing, laughter after jokes
What a summertime to be alive

Girl I can tell that you like me so kiss me
Lips covered with your red lipstick (Uh)
I said, Girl
I can tell that you like me, so kiss me
Lips covered with your red lipstick (Uh)

We went Lucky Strikes LA Live
The most fun I've ever had
Having a good a time, never want It to end
Always hiding from ya' daddy and momma
We stole his car once, almost crashed
But, we did unspeakable things in the back of the car
(One, two, three)
Girl, I can tell that you like me so kiss me
Lips covered with your red lipstick (Uh)

I lost the will to write
Pages left empty
Abandoned homes
No one's home
Paths haven't lighten up
I don't know where my destination's at
No effort, yet I blame lack of inspiration
What Is the point of a dream if you leave it on the pillow
Old soul, but still young minded



Credits
Writer(s): Desean Wright, Mauricio Velez
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