Letras
Yea downtown whippen' on a Sunday night
Girl it's the weekend
Let's get to freakin
Bring out the bottles of Champagne we setting it down on this ice
Making a toast in this bitch
You working two you got them two kids I know you been focused and shit
Yea I know you telling me Danny we taking it slow
Uh but can we please pick up the pace know you ready to go
You got all these morals but that's a little thing from the past
I'll make it worth all of your time girl I'm making it last
Seven AM girl it's breakfast in bed
Three PM you gone be giving me head
Seven PM girl I'm taking you out to these dinners know I'm keeping you fed
I'm doing bout all of the things that your ex never did
Just give me a call when you feel like you ready to live
I'll leave you a note on the dresser beside the remote
You'll see it's the addy for dinner get ready and go
I booked you an uber he ready outside
Reserved us a table it's ready by nine
You walked in the room and the people was looking they act like they never once seen them a dime
I pulled out her chair and she looked at my eyes
The waiter came through and he brought us some sides
She told me that she never been treated like this she looked at my face like she ready to cry
But don't worry bout it my queen
She said this feels like it's a dream
Continues to talk and complain wishing we met as youngins' or during our teens
They waiter come back with a check
She said can I pay I say no
I'm asking if she want dessert
She said boy I'm ready to go