CALYPSO
Bryson Tiller
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We got our names on the guest list I can't forget your name, always had it on the necklace She said, "New phone, who this?" As soon as I texted Then I saw her pretty little face standin' right by the exit I said, "It's funny that you here 'cause I know this really ain't your thing" She said, "You got that right," and her car will arrive in fifteen She said it's 12:35 and she still got work in the mornin' I ain't tryna kill the vibe, you could see it in my face, I'm torn Yeah, but wait Just like magic, they playin' our song From way back when we fell in love She put down her jacket and gave me her phone Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up" Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap She said, "You ain't changed one bit" Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me" Her body like Calypso (Calypso) Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (oh, yeah) I love it when you get low (get low) I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those? Bust when she moves her hips slow (bussin') Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (ooh, yeah) 90210 the zipcode (yeah) There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? Deuces, I see you later, right there off of La Brea Focus on me, not on them haters Baby, don't Tito's make you crazy? Maybe (yeah) We can sober up in my bed, but you Won't let me take you there, no We proceeded to leave but then Just like magic, they playin' our song From way back when we fell in love She put down her jacket and gave me her phone Said, "I can't stay, but just hold up" Movin' through the crowd, almost dropped my drink Girl, we in LA, that shit ain't cheap She said, "You ain't changed one bit" Put my hands on her hips and said, "Just focus on me" Her body like Calypso (yeah) Way she throwin' that back, I'ma leave with my feet sore (with my feet sore, yeah) I love it when you get low (get low) I slide my hand down your back on your tatts, when'd you get those? (Ooh) Bust when she moves her hips slow Already knew you were bad but I act like I didn't know (oh-ooh) 90210 the zipcode (oh) There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah) Her body like Calypso (yeah) I'ma, with my, with my feet sore, yeah I love it when you get low (get low, yes) On you, when'd you get those? (Tatts) Bust when she moves her hips slow Sober up in my bed, but you (oh-ooh, yes) 90210 the zipcode (oh) There's a party in my bed, can I send you the info? (Yeah) Can I send you? We could rendezvous now Yeah
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Written by: Michael Williams, Bryson Tiller, Che Ecru, Leon McQuay III, Bass Charity
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