Someone fetch my apron I’m finna cook x3 Someone fetch my apron I’m finna cook x2
Studying Abroad Abroad x3 Studying Abroad Abroad x3
Thinking I could make this many songs ‘bout A Lady, when I haven’t met her,
But she on me heavy.
On my cerebellum.
If I say I love her am I wrong am I crazy, am I over zealous I just know the feeling And I’m never wrong
Swear that I’ve been gifted with a song And a medley
it’s intoxicating
It weigh on you heavy
Like the alcohol
We can do like anything you want I’m amazing
Thinkin I could make this many songs about My lady she be havin me up and down
I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous But I keep it thuggin like It’s Macavelli
Ring ring hit my celly
Remember you went bad on me I won’t forget it.
You say that you gon tell on me
No don’t you tell it
In between the sheets you know i got you Yellin
Yellin x3
Someone
Gimme a little bit of that
Little bit of that oombop Scoomblop gimme a little bit of that oombop Gimme a little bit of that oombop Gimme a little bit of that oombop
[Scatting]
It’s amazing baby
Thinking I could make this many songs ooh Say it, Say it, Say it again like.. Thinking I could make this many songs ooh
If I say i love her am I wrong Amazing
Am i overzealous
But I know the villain and I’m never wrong
Someone fetch my apron I’m finna cook x3 Hey you there
Hey hey you there Someone fetch my apron I’m finna cook x2