Lyrics

[Part 1] [Chorus] Yeah Feel like birthday sex every time around I can't make it make sense, it just doesn't, huh Doin' calisthenics in the bedroom Doin' calisthen— uh, uh, uh Feel like birthday sex every time around I can't make it make sense, it just doesn't, huh Doin' calisthenics in the bedroom Huh, doin' cali— [Post-Chorus] Look, uh You live barely a mile away I could come and scoop you up, it ain't a problem, babe But I just got done rollin' up, come get inspired with me I just had to leave the club, thеy playin' your song, your song You live barely a mile away I could comе and scoop you up, it ain't a problem, babe But I just got done rollin' up, come get inspired with me I just had to leave the club, they playin' your song, your song [Verse 1] Homebody outfit You look even hotter with your glasses on Strobe light, flashes Every time we fuck, it's a classic, oh Wavy, lifted Corkscrew, shit's gettin' twisted Mouthpiece, uh, big dick Fast forward, no end in sight Copped a brand new passport, where should we hide? Skinny dippin' in the bay of your emotions Just some shit we gotta settle, it's non-negotiable Exit through the backdoor, backdoor, clout made me shy Make a dash for it, dash for it, stay out of sight I been sober for a minute, I need potion Calibrate my spirit with a Henny and a— [Chorus] Yeah Feel like birthday sex every time around I can't make it make sense, it just doesn't, huh Doin' calisthenics in the bedroom Doin' calisthen— uh, uh, uh Feel like birthday sex every time around I can't make it make sense, it just doesn't, huh Doin' calisthenics in the bedroom Huh, doin' cali— [Beat Switch] [Part 2] [Verse 2] I doubted you too quick, you fuck like no other Can't get enough of you Oh, you tatted my initials on your shoulders Even if I wanted to, girl I wish you saw my point of view, girl I wish I had like ten of you, girl Yeah, missionary hit different Put your supermodel legs to the ceilin' Squeeze it out the box, made a killin' Dimmin' down the lights so you feel me I'ma get the best of you I'ma get the best of you I doubted you too quick, you fuck like no other Can't get enough of you Oh, you tatted my initials on your shoulders Can't make that shit up Even if I wanted to, girl I wish you saw my point of view, girl I wish I had like ten of you, girl Yeah, missionary hit different Put your supermodel legs to the ceilin' Squeeze it out the box, made a killin' I'ma get the best of you I'ma get the best of you