Intro: record scratch Let me tell y’all how this all went down…
Verse 1:
I was posted up at the mall, you know just kicking around
When I peeped this lil’ momma with an apple bottom shape
Rocked the jumpsuit so fine, had to take a second take
I’m thinking to myself “Self, you see what I peep?
Bout as sweet as a Drumstick, got my mind running deep”
So I had to make my move before some other dude
Did the semester abroad and said “Bonjour mamacita, can I get rude?”
Chorus:
‘Cause I aim to have her grinning in the morning
Bust a move, if she vibing we’ll keep on
Like the day, we can play all in the moonlight
But only if she feeling my new moonwalk
Verse 2:
I slide on up, open with “Excuse me, lil’ mama”
She turn around, sass with “The name’s Dakota”
Said “My bad, Ms. Kota,” dropping the humble bravado
Let her know “This from the G, not that ‘lil bro mobster”
She seem intrigued, so I took the plunge
“Real is how I stay, listen to my tongue
We should make a night, a lil’ dinner and some much…”
She cut me off “Say less, here’s the digits, don’t you front!”
(Chorus)
Bridge:
Fast forward, now we sitting pretty at Nico’s
Culotte silk slip dress, attitude was sickos
I had the Lambo vibe pulling up outside
But she rolling my way, insides butterflied
She let her hair down, showed me what it’s really about
Had to change my ways just to make a good way out
Not your average baby, not your run-of-the-mill around
This one had me open, not your ordinary sound
(Chorus)
