"The Trip (Downtown)" lyrics
Okay my game tight
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
Passion that she's asking for her man always slacking. No?
That why when he outta town I make sure she is not alone
That's when she gon' hit my phone and tell me what's been goin on
Tell me what's been on her mind and I'm inclined to know some more
Tired of the normalcy, 9-to-5 is all it be
Cubical small as shit and coworkers is talkative
Burnout phone, don't call the crib boyfriend on that jealous shit
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
But Friday night she gon' make him babysit
We're gon' blow that haze a bit
And get away from all of it
See: it's not right
But it's okay you see our love is just not the same
'Cause any woman lacking love deserves is entitled to a get away
Okay my game tight
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
Good love then I can do that for her
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
It's temporary lust you need an in showing
And for the time being let's me in love with the moment
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
I'm just tryna poker-face. That's why I got my hand in
Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like Monday night at magic
Like a Gigi McGuire now let me up inside
I give you that massage good hygiene is required I don't want no dirty junk
I just want a girly girly that own a rack of Jordan but don't sport 'em 'cause she love her pumps
Give my love to no one else kiss that cookie 'til it melt I am going under water... Micheal Phelps
Do it 'til I'm tired or your home girl can provide the help or you can be ms independent make that movie by yourself
Okay my game tight
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
Passion that she's asking for her man always slacking. No?
That why when he outta town I make sure she is not alone
That's when she gon' hit my phone and tell me what's been goin on
Tell me what's been on her mind and I'm inclined to know some more
Tired of the normalcy, 9-to-5 is all it be
Cubical small as shit and coworkers is talkative
Burnout phone, don't call the crib boyfriend on that jealous shit
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
But Friday night she gon' make him babysit
We're gon' blow that haze a bit
And get away from all of it
See: it's not right
But it's okay you see our love is just not the same
'Cause any woman lacking love deserves is entitled to a get away
Okay my game tight
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
Good love then I can do that for her
I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her
It's temporary lust you need an in showing
And for the time being let's me in love with the moment
Okay you dancing drinking on your last one
I'm just tryna poker-face. That's why I got my hand in
Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like Monday night at magic
Like a Gigi McGuire now let me up inside
I give you that massage good hygiene is required I don't want no dirty junk
I just want a girly girly that own a rack of Jordan but don't sport 'em 'cause she love her pumps
Give my love to no one else kiss that cookie 'til it melt I am going under water... Micheal Phelps
Do it 'til I'm tired or your home girl can provide the help or you can be ms independent make that movie by yourself
Okay my game tight
My game right
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
I said my game tight
My game tight
Don't even know her name until I know her taste right
Writer(s): Olubowale Victor Akintimehin
