Uber to My Place
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
I'm way too drunk right now, you way too drunk right now
I ain't gotta say much, cuz the outta you already know wassup right now
I got a little bit of weed, I don't smoke much but I'm with it if you wanna do it
That booty need a tutor because the way that you maneuver it when you juke it it's really kinda stupid
Body so foolish, you had everybody drooling, I know that you was choosing
Last time, that look in your eye make a nigga heart stop, Flatline.
I could teach game like it's halftime, I'm the house on the corner don't pass mine
I already know what you want don't front baby girl you don't even gotta act shy
I got that shit that make any chick go insane.
Take off your clothes I wanna know just how you taste.
I grab your hair I put my hands on all your waist, you feel so good I really think that you should stay
You ain't even gotta dip out, its just me ain't nothin' to trip about
I ain't got a girl or nothin, I mean you really something, it'd really be cool if you stick around
You could wear my T-shirt if you want, we could smoke like one more blunt
You could brush your head on my chest, In the mornin' the car gon' be up front like
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
Feelin kinda faded, I probably shouldn't drive, Hope that you can make it, Imma call you a ride like
Ba-doop!
Scoop you up it'll be outside in about 15 and I got that liquor that you like let it freeze if you still wanna drink with a nigga like me
Cause I've been thinking about you, but we've both been busy
It's been a month without you, never in the city
But there's just something about you, that's different and I need that
Got a big T-shirt you can keep that, I'm anxious now like where you be at?
I wanna bite your neck, you can scratch my back, while I go real slow
I could grab your waist, while you get on top, like the rodeo
I wanna kiss your lips while I grip your hips and I pull your hair
Imma make you scream til the neighbors hear but I really don't care
When the morning comes, I can make you breakfast
In the kitchen flexin', we can have another session
But then I gotta dip, got another trip, kick it at the crib, I'll be back for you
Got another show, I'll be on the road, just want you to know that's what I have to do
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out there going hard, but I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
I'm way too drunk right now, you way too drunk right now
I ain't gotta say much, cuz the outta you already know wassup right now
I got a little bit of weed, I don't smoke much but I'm with it if you wanna do it
That booty need a tutor because the way that you maneuver it when you juke it it's really kinda stupid
Body so foolish, you had everybody drooling, I know that you was choosing
Last time, that look in your eye make a nigga heart stop, Flatline.
I could teach game like it's halftime, I'm the house on the corner don't pass mine
I already know what you want don't front baby girl you don't even gotta act shy
I got that shit that make any chick go insane.
Take off your clothes I wanna know just how you taste.
I grab your hair I put my hands on all your waist, you feel so good I really think that you should stay
You ain't even gotta dip out, its just me ain't nothin' to trip about
I ain't got a girl or nothin, I mean you really something, it'd really be cool if you stick around
You could wear my T-shirt if you want, we could smoke like one more blunt
You could brush your head on my chest, In the mornin' the car gon' be up front like
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard, but I just wanna if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
Feelin kinda faded, I probably shouldn't drive, Hope that you can make it, Imma call you a ride like
Ba-doop!
Scoop you up it'll be outside in about 15 and I got that liquor that you like let it freeze if you still wanna drink with a nigga like me
Cause I've been thinking about you, but we've both been busy
It's been a month without you, never in the city
But there's just something about you, that's different and I need that
Got a big T-shirt you can keep that, I'm anxious now like where you be at?
I wanna bite your neck, you can scratch my back, while I go real slow
I could grab your waist, while you get on top, like the rodeo
I wanna kiss your lips while I grip your hips and I pull your hair
Imma make you scream til the neighbors hear but I really don't care
When the morning comes, I can make you breakfast
In the kitchen flexin', we can have another session
But then I gotta dip, got another trip, kick it at the crib, I'll be back for you
Got another show, I'll be on the road, just want you to know that's what I have to do
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, Tell me your not that far
I know you do your thing, you out there going hard, but I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyy place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to my place
Uber to myyyyy place
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Writer(s): Devvon Mcleod, Zachary Lewis Beck
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