.22

I tip the bartender, she fills the cup
I hit the dance floor, okay, and then it's us
I look into your eyes, I think I've seen enough
You say you need a ride, okay, so giddy up

It's a bull ride (mm)
You better hold tight, lady (mm)
We going all night, yeah, okay (ah)
We going all night, baby (mm)
I said, "Oh my, oh, whoa (mm)
This ain't your first time, ain't it?" (Mm)
I said, "Oh my, oh my (oh, my)
Now don't you lie, lady" (no, don't you lie)
Okay, okay

You my lil' .22, stay by my waist (stay by my waist)
If I live without you, I'd count my days (I'd count my days)
You my lil' .22, let's catch a case (let's catch a case)
Then go to Timbuktu without a trace (without a trace)

This is your momma's house, so I try not to cuss (I try not to cuss)
I know your family's home, but I don't give a f-
So if you're nervous, we can go back to my truck
You say you need a ride but this one's gonna buck

It's a bull ride (mm)
You better hold tight, lady (mm)
We going all night, yeah, okay (ah)
We going all night, baby (mm)
I said, "Oh my, oh, whoa (mm)
This ain't your first time, ain't it?" (Mm)
I said, "Oh my, oh my (oh, my)
Now don't you lie, lady"
Okay, okay

You my lil' .22, stay by my waist (stay by my waist)
If I live without you, I'd count my days (I'd count my days)
You my lil' .22, let's catch a case (let's catch a case)
Then go to Timbuktu without a trace (without a trace)



Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Ekofo, Harper George Gordon, Christopher Larocca Cerrone, Jaime Dixon
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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