Into Your Garden (feat. JT)
Oh
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Fallin' for your heart, babe
There's nothin' gravity could do
We'll crash just like the waves then
Mmm, it'll pull me back to you
Here I go again
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Let me burn all of your flowers, babe
And I'll plant the seed for you
And we'll crash just like the waves then
They'll pull me back to you
Here I go again
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Would you let me put my hands on it?
Won't let it get out of hand, promise
This ain't nothin' to forget, darlin'
The grass is greener over here, shawty
And we gonna ride until the rims fallin'
I was under the impression that
All good things come to an end, sorry
All good things come to an end
Heard about your ex and I never liked her (nah)
Yeah, y'all was together, but you never wife ho
White beated some Nikes if I had to fight her
Cut that bitch off, yeah, you had to knife her
Good things come to ya, so let's be great, baby (let's be great)
I don't wanna be late, baby
Pull up on me right now, I don't wanna wait, baby
I don't wait, baby, let's go
Nothin' I can say
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Would you let me put my hands on it?
Hand, promise
Forget, darlin'
Greener over here, shawty (into your arms)
Yeah, ah-ah-ah
Oh-oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh
Fallin' for your heart, babe
There's nothin' gravity could do
We'll crash just like the waves then
Mmm, it'll pull me back to you
Here I go again
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Let me burn all of your flowers, babe
And I'll plant the seed for you
And we'll crash just like the waves then
They'll pull me back to you
Here I go again
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Would you let me put my hands on it?
Won't let it get out of hand, promise
This ain't nothin' to forget, darlin'
The grass is greener over here, shawty
And we gonna ride until the rims fallin'
I was under the impression that
All good things come to an end, sorry
All good things come to an end
Heard about your ex and I never liked her (nah)
Yeah, y'all was together, but you never wife ho
White beated some Nikes if I had to fight her
Cut that bitch off, yeah, you had to knife her
Good things come to ya, so let's be great, baby (let's be great)
I don't wanna be late, baby
Pull up on me right now, I don't wanna wait, baby
I don't wait, baby, let's go
Nothin' I can say
Into your garden
Into your arms, yeah
Into your heartache
Would you let me put my hands on it?
Hand, promise
Forget, darlin'
Greener over here, shawty (into your arms)
Yeah, ah-ah-ah
Credits
Writer(s): Todor Kobakov, David Hamelin, Danielle Balbuena, Jatavia Johnson
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