play catch up
brown, chris
you don't even know that you're bad
i don't want this thing to go all bad
make your ankles touch your shoulders
i'm only here for the night
fall in love while i eat it up
weekends be short as fuck
give it back 'cause you stole it
ain't no way to control it
sayin' things i don't mean but
shift gears in my spaceship
make you mine and we're out of here
i'm only here for the night
fall in love while i eat it up
weekends be short as fuck
she don't compare to no one
make your ankles touch your shoulders