Sunday - Abhi The Nomad

Yeah, Yeahhhh

Tryna make a baby

Tryna make a baby

(Tryna make a baby)

(Tryna make a baby)

California Bitch

You even bought me a drink

You made me bomb ass dinner, washed that dish in the sink

You got that no bullshit, ready to fuck me again

My life was women, women, women, now it’s woman and man

I got the gas on, and a passport

Full of stamps and a paycheck

A fuckin rav4, it’s my daddy’s

Not a lambo, or a taxi cab

I bought you a bag of tampons and a maxi pad

(Just in case)

Us against the world back to back

You dated a couple caucasians, you’re back to black

A couple thousand points more than an ass to grab

You deserve a wine glass and a mattress pad

You got the bomb-ass (yep)

And some good-ass (uh)

Make me (woop-woop)

We don’t really go outside

My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump (bumpin')

Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

You got a God-given body with a permanent smile

Make me drive into trucks when I’m pushing the dial

My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump (bumpin')

Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

We could be napping at su casa

The only other lady I would cuddle is my mama

So pucker up and show me

You got sucker punching kisses, sucker for you in the evening

Even early for manana, I could handle all your drama

I could floss

Every day and put this lotion on my face

Comb my hair and shave this shit until I look like bradley cooper

What’s it cost

We could blaze and cut them onions

How you like them

Then I ball my fucking eyes out

I’m a happy little trooper, uh

She love me, She love me not

She love me, She love me not

She love me, She love me not

She love me not, I think she love me

You got the bomb-ass

And some good-ass

Make me (woop-woop)

We don’t really go outside

My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

You got a God given body with a permanent smile

Make me drive into trucks when I’m pushing the dial

My head is bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

Bump, b-bump, b-bump bump bump

Goddamn, I’m hoping that we make it

I’ll pass you this liquor

You be puffin' that Jamaica

We enable each other

Kinky shit inside the covers

You got the curves

Baby, hoping we get naked

With some movies and some weed you get me high

No no no, I’m the only one you ever getting high with

With some food and drink to keep you by my side

No no no, I’m the only one you going outside with

If I could make the world come inside, yeah

I’m the only one that gives you what you want

Some day both of us will probably die

And when that day comes, I hope that you come to haunt me

I think she love me, I think she wants me

I think she love me, I hope that you come to haunt me

I love her, I love her not

I love her, I love her not

I love her, I love her not

I love her not, I think I love her