[Chorus: Devvon Terrell]
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, tell me you're not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard
But I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo I'm way too drunk right now
And you way too drunk right now
I ain't gotta say much, here's the addy you already know wassup right now
I got a little bit of weed, I don't smoke much but I'm with it if you wanna do it
That booty need a tutor because the way that you maneuver it when you juke it it's really kind of stupid
Body so foolish, you had everybody drooling, I know that you was choosing
Last time, that look in your eye make a nigga heart stop, flatline
I could teach game like it's half-time, I'm the house on the corner don't pass mine
I already know what you want don't front baby girl you don't even got to act shy
I got that shit that make any chick go insane
Take off your clothes I wanna know just how you taste
I grab your hair I put my hands on all your waist
You feel so good I really think that you should stay
You ain't even gotta dip out, its just me ain't nothin’ to trip about
I ain't got a girl or nothin', I mean you really something
It would be cool if you stick around
You could wear my T-shirt if you want
We could smoke like one more blunt
You could rest your head on my chest
In the mornin’ the car gone be out front like
You waiting in L.A, I'm walking on the stars
I had a lot to drink, tell me you're not that far
I know you do your thing, you out here going hard
But I just wanna know if you wanna text and call an
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
Uber to my place, Uber to my place
[Verse 1: Futuristic]
Yo I'm way too drunk right now
And you way too drunk right now
I ain't gotta say much, here's the addy you already know wassup right now
I got a little bit of weed, I don't smoke much but I'm with it if you wanna do it
That booty need a tutor because the way that you maneuver it when you juke it it's really kind of stupid
Body so foolish, you had everybody drooling, I know that you was choosing
Last time, that look in your eye make a nigga heart stop, flatline
I could teach game like it's half-time, I'm the house on the corner don't pass mine
I already know what you want don't front baby girl you don't even got to act shy
I got that shit that make any chick go insane
Take off your clothes I wanna know just how you taste
I grab your hair I put my hands on all your waist
You feel so good I really think that you should stay
You ain't even gotta dip out, its just me ain't nothin’ to trip about
I ain't got a girl or nothin', I mean you really something
It would be cool if you stick around
You could wear my T-shirt if you want
We could smoke like one more blunt
You could rest your head on my chest
In the mornin’ the car gone be out front like
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