my friends talk shit everytime i sing about her
i don't got a lotta dough
but here's a little flower
taking sips of her lips like it's happy hour
afternoon delight reverse
all i know is i'm stoked that i've found out about her
when i put my arm around her
she aced the trigonometry
you should hear her sing a song to me
i think there's something wrong with me
but i know it's good with my baby
i'm gonna sleep sound tonight
burnt out from the pillow fight tonight
i'm gonna sleep sound tonight
burnt out from the pillow fight
i kissed the screen night