Late to the Party
Always late to the party
Now look how you gonna fuck my trust up, boy, I know
But only you could always keep me open
Somehow lose my focus
Process, I don't want it, addicted to you
I can't get enough, put it in me slowly
My rivers flow
And I can't get enough, put it in me slowly
Rockin' like ocean
And there's no other time that's better wasted
Oh, we just gettin' started
So late to the party
And all the other girls don't feel the same no more
Man, I'm just bein' honest
Keep this shit a hundred, baby
Don't it feel some kind of way, way, way?
Let me feel some type of way, way, way (alright)
Nothin' else I could say, way, way (way, way, way, way, way)
Don't it feel some type of way?
Feel some type of way, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh (ah)
(Man, I'm just bein' honest)
(Keep this shit a hundred, baby)
(Don't it feel some kind of way) ah
In the club, like they can't see us
I need good love, treat me like Anita
I won't know that, you don't need a reason
I want you now, nothin' else
And all the other girls don't feel the same no more
Man, I'm just bein' honest
Keep this shit a hundred, baby
Don't it feel some kind of way, way, way?
(Don't it feel some type of way? Tell me, baby)
Let me feel some type of way, way, way
Nothin' else I could say, way, way (way, way, way, way, way, way, way)
Don't it feel some type of way?
Feel some type of way, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh (ah)
Man, I'm just bein' honest (uh-huh)
Keep this shit a hundred (ah)
Just bein' honest
(Ah)
Now look how you gonna fuck my trust up, boy, I know
But only you could always keep me open
Somehow lose my focus
Process, I don't want it, addicted to you
I can't get enough, put it in me slowly
My rivers flow
And I can't get enough, put it in me slowly
Rockin' like ocean
And there's no other time that's better wasted
Oh, we just gettin' started
So late to the party
And all the other girls don't feel the same no more
Man, I'm just bein' honest
Keep this shit a hundred, baby
Don't it feel some kind of way, way, way?
Let me feel some type of way, way, way (alright)
Nothin' else I could say, way, way (way, way, way, way, way)
Don't it feel some type of way?
Feel some type of way, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh (ah)
(Man, I'm just bein' honest)
(Keep this shit a hundred, baby)
(Don't it feel some kind of way) ah
In the club, like they can't see us
I need good love, treat me like Anita
I won't know that, you don't need a reason
I want you now, nothin' else
And all the other girls don't feel the same no more
Man, I'm just bein' honest
Keep this shit a hundred, baby
Don't it feel some kind of way, way, way?
(Don't it feel some type of way? Tell me, baby)
Let me feel some type of way, way, way
Nothin' else I could say, way, way (way, way, way, way, way, way, way)
Don't it feel some type of way?
Feel some type of way, yeah, yeah, oh, oh, oh (ah)
Man, I'm just bein' honest (uh-huh)
Keep this shit a hundred (ah)
Just bein' honest
(Ah)
Credits
Writer(s): Amaal Nooh
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