I'mma rap to you real quick. I wanna enjoy the luxury of like, not knowing each other for real. Hol' up
Lotus flower bomb, firefly When I'm low, she take me high I can teach you all the sounds of love
Flower bomb, let me guess your favorite fragrance And you got that bomb, huh, I'm tryna detonate you No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile Try to keep my spirits up, that's why I lays it down Try to keep your spirits up, lil vodka whatever Took you forever to get dressed, I acknowledge your effort So I clap for her, she deserves an applause Shawty working so hard, she deserve that Vuitton Shawty where your baton, racing through my mind like She heard that I got that work, I heard that she been on strike Care to tell, I read your mind, she been on them dollars first Caramel macchiatos when shawty get into work I can be your boyfriend be your nigga or a friend with perks I'm just tryna work that huh, they just tryna work your nerves I'm just tryna read your mind, I'm just tryna feed you mine I'm just tryna give you light, they just tryna leave you blind
[Chorus] We're living in a fantasy I feel it when you dance with me It's feeling like you need to be My lady, my baby, yeah Can't you see I'm talking about eternity Tell me would you care to be My lady, my baby
Flower bomb, can I blow up on your mind This is not no Sandra Bull, but you're Potion #9 Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs And I hate to tell you too much, cuz I stay with too much pride And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush Don't believe in love at first sight, but I believe in love at first huh Can I be with you just one night? I could wear you out inside I could tell you like persistence, but I make you cum in tri's I just think we need one night, can't decide if I came right Easy baby my thing tight, but that lotus flower just ain't right I ain't thinking I ain't right, can't decide but I can't fight Easy baby you the bomb and all, but I be damned if I do not land mine Or at least try, can I speak up? was it peace out? can we eat lunch? Can we take shots with your flavor, flat drinks we call A cups I just think I need one night, slightly more if it's done right With that gorgeous face, I don't know your name, it ain't important babe cuz I'mma call you Mine
Cuz I don't know you, you don't know me The clock keeps tickin' baby, what's it gonna be I don't know you, you don't know me Let me teach you all the sounds of love
Ah, ay, eeh, ahh ohh ooo Baby this was for you, lotus
Writer/s: OLUBOWALE VICTOR AKINTIMEHIN, TREY WALKER JOHNSON, MIGUEL JONTEL PIMENTEL, SAMUEL DEW, JERRIN HOWARD, JEFFREY JR. JOHNSON
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
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