About Damn Time (feat. Mateo Sun) - The Loft

Piggy's on the floor, getting some sun The axe on the wall, isn't the only one The case in the hall, show to everyone The lock on the door If you wanna, if you oughtta If you kinda, shoulda, sorta If you'd like some, if you'd try some So you're sure before you buy some Gotta come to terms with what I've found The train will pass the loft each night at ten Phone echoes round the loft at six am People come and leave the loft every now and then I love the loft Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found Gotta come to terms with what I've found I'll be around I'll be around I'll be around I'll be around

Oh, oh-ooh Oh (whoa) Oh (whoa) Oh, oh They say my brain meltin' And the only thing I'll tell 'em is I'm livin' for the present and the future don't exist So, baby, take your clothes off, a chance like this You may never get to show off, show off Show off what you talking about (talking about) Unless you like to tease, baby When in reality you don't know how to please, baby (please, baby) Blue-ball queen, take your fuckin' seat, baby Ride it out, now I know you wanna scream, baby Better than your next man And if he swingin' I get dumber than the next man (next man) 'Cause I don't play Unless it's keys, then I play all day (all day) You like them keys? We gon' play all day (all day) Wet dream fry your brain all day (all day) I think you lost your morals, girl (what?) But it's okay 'cause you don't need 'em where we're goin' In that two-floor loft in the middle of the city After rollin' through the city with me I promise you gon' see That I'm only fuckin' 20, girl Amnesia, put your mind in a dream world What you doin' in the bathroom? (Whoa) I hear noises in the bathroom (whoa) Baby, it's okay We can do it in the living room Twisting turns in 'em, the only girls that we fuck with Seem to have 20 different pills in 'em They tell us that they love us Even though they want a next man And the next man's bitch want the third man Eddie Murphy shit, yeah, we trade places Rehearse lines to them and then we fuck faces Yeah, we know just how to get a buzz Mix it with the hash, come fuck with us I'm raw, motherfucker, I'm raw My love so lost, and my niggas, man These bitches can't touch what we got if they wanted I'll plug any nigga that'll step Man, I got 'em, yeah, I got 'em 'Til the ending of our credits Life's such a movie, filmed independent, us against the city Please don't get offended when we don't answer your calls And if you got a problem, come and find us, we can talk about it What's good, young hoe? You about it? Got a loft right now, you excited? You excited? Ooh, ooh Ah, ah Ooh-ahh What you thinkin' about? What you thinkin' about? Yeah What you thinkin' about? Ooh, what you thinkin' about? What you thinkin' about? What you thinkin' about? What you thinkin'? I been thinkin' 'bout, ooh I know everything, ooh I know everything I know it all I know it all, all, all