- tobi lou Hurry-Up Offense 歌詞
- tobi lou
- Yes
Aint nobody heard from me, now they all worry
I leave the top off, Im in a hurry
Im in a, Im in a, Im in a, Im in a hurry up, Im in a hurry
I know Im nice, you aint gotta admit it
**** all that hatin you sound like a critic
That boy be snitchin like playin quidditch
Please, do not park there or youll get a ticket
Just yesterday she found out I existed
I used to love her but now Im indifferent
Now Im efficient, now I just get it
Ill get you off like you just got acquitted (Ill get you off like you just got acquitted)
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah (Yeah)
Ayy, case closed, If I had monеy like Bezos
Id put the wholе damn world on my payroll (Yeah, yeah)
I wanna buy you a Tesla (Mm-hmm)
Ill make it come with the extras (Yeah)
Im on the top rope like a wrestler
Bout to jump off on whoever, **** em up
Yeah, yeah, ooh, woo-ooh, woo-ooh
You skatin on thin ice, baby (Yeah)
Im comin, just sit tight, baby ( I got you, oh yeah)
Yeah, I got you (Yeah, I got you)
Aint nobody heard from me
Now they all worried
I love to talk but Im in a hurry
Im in a, Im in a, Im in a, Im in a (Hurry)
Hurry-up offense
**** all that nonsense
Two-minute drill, you gettin killed
Im a soldier in the field
Bitch, I feel like Justin Fields
I feel like Im on a pill
She not tall, she got on heels
Put her on a dollar bill
Cause you the realest one ever (Ever)
Lets get it together, Im with it, whatever
However, whenever, I never say never
I never been fresher, Im still gettin better
I put on a sweater, you know its that weather
I cut off the tether, I went Interstellar
I wrote you a letter, I love you forever
And ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever, and ever
I love you, I love you forever, uh, yeah
I love you forever, I told you that
I love you, now I cannot hold it back
When I love you, it aint no goin back, oh
I love you but Im gon need more than that
Cause your love and my love dont overlap
I circle back hopin I dont relapse, oh
But its startin to feel like Im overmatched
Im deep in the pocket like quarterbacks
Im back on the court like a cul-de-sac, oh, uh
Its startin to feel like you so detached
Im deep in a bottle of cognac
Just tell me that you do now want me, back, oh, oh, oh
You tearin apart all my cardiac
Im startin to feel like a heart attack, oh, oh
Run it back, run it back
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