It was late, like 2 AM
I hit her up, like, “What you doing in?”
She said, “Chilling. Binge-watching shows.”
I knew she was lonely from her Twitter post
I was kinda thirsty, I admit it
But I had to find a way to get it
The bar was, ah, well it was closing soon
And my nigga brought his girl, I was third-wheeling
These are the moments that make champions
When the music gets too ambient
And you don’t wanna dance again
So, you call up shorty, right?
See if you can spend the night
And hopefully she doesn’t hit you with, “I work in the morning.”
So, back to the text
Conversation had my blood and heart racing
My homie simply said, “Shoot your shot.”
I asked her would she like to chill
She already knew the deal and put some numbers back up on the clock

[Chorus]
Yeah, she said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that

I was on the way to your crib, girl
I know you stay in Jersey
Why you lie about where you live?
I rarely ever leave Brooklyn
It’s your ass that got me here
Got you arching, got you golden
Like we bringing back the Rib, oh my
I am losing grip, oh my
Had to switch it up like Will Smith, oh my
Girl, let’s do that up and down
That’s my elevator pitch
Hold that thought
Like, where you go?
We unholy, better find the Pope
Fuck it, we can’t even find our clothes
Honestly, it’s probably under boxes of that Dominos
Vamanos, you are not my girl, we just kinda close
I like it when you got your mouth open like you saw a ghost
Patrick Swayze, baby, let me lick you like a cantaloupe
Just don’t be surprised in the morning when it’s adios

[Spoken]
Yeah, damn girl
I didn’t even think you were gonna respond this late
I mean, you usually be curbing a nigga, but um, shit
Just stay up, gimme like ten minutes
I just gotta stop by the store
Grab some condoms and some Red Bull
Just ten minutes, just ten minutes

[Chorus]
Yeah, she said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that
She said she was down for that
She said she want rounds of that

Why don’t we play something these hoes’ll like?
Drive whips I know they like
Twista, you told ‘em, right?
I can make you a celebrity overnight
Give you ice like Kobe’s wife
We sorta like Goldie, right?
The way we mold ‘em right
I can make you a celebrity overnight
At the store, girl, what do you like?
I got whiskey, do you got ice?
I am tipsy, do you want wine?
Scratch all that, girl, do you want mine?
I’m outside, girl, pick up your phone
Are you alone? Are your roommates home?
R&B and your favorite songs
Turn it up so they don’t hear you moan
I know

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