[Intro: Von Pea]
You know sometimes man, life starts speeding on you
You think things are one way, and you look up
And there's a whole another way, all of a sudden
Slow it down
[Verse 1 : Von Pea]
Look dog I was running like Stan Getz on her
Yeah she deserve more and I deserve bad karma
There's nothing that the woman can't offer
But off of, Patron, that's when I'm in her home
Now call it what you want
But I'd never let another woman into my heart
Just the part that’ll lubricate her middle
We can play you like a fiddle hit your room keep it simple
Get consumed in that poon, pretty legs and them dimples
It's habitual
Going out looking for the new
Plans fall through, and then I call you
Knocking at your door 2 ante meridiem
With a contact high, drunk sway and giggling
You say not this kid again, but im half listening
Just trying to kiss a friend that I kinda penciled in
You anti-alone so we camp out and bone
Then I'm gone with a bunch of missed calls on my phone
That was 09, It was all fine
Now I'm on the other side of this spare time
Never realized our inside jokes
How every soda was coke
And the smell of your soap
Now I fell for the trope of this playboy character
Misses what he had, now he stuck running after her like...
You know sometimes man, life starts speeding on you
You think things are one way, and you look up
And there's a whole another way, all of a sudden
Slow it down
[Verse 1 : Von Pea]
Look dog I was running like Stan Getz on her
Yeah she deserve more and I deserve bad karma
There's nothing that the woman can't offer
But off of, Patron, that's when I'm in her home
Now call it what you want
But I'd never let another woman into my heart
Just the part that’ll lubricate her middle
We can play you like a fiddle hit your room keep it simple
Get consumed in that poon, pretty legs and them dimples
It's habitual
Going out looking for the new
Plans fall through, and then I call you
Knocking at your door 2 ante meridiem
With a contact high, drunk sway and giggling
You say not this kid again, but im half listening
Just trying to kiss a friend that I kinda penciled in
You anti-alone so we camp out and bone
Then I'm gone with a bunch of missed calls on my phone
That was 09, It was all fine
Now I'm on the other side of this spare time
Never realized our inside jokes
How every soda was coke
And the smell of your soap
Now I fell for the trope of this playboy character
Misses what he had, now he stuck running after her like...
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