NYLA - Marsha Ambrosius

Pick up, pick up, pick up, pick up the phone

Yo, can?

Hey, no, I was hitting you because he is so fine

I don’t even know what to do

I was gonna ask him if he wanted to go eat something

But I don’t even know where to go

I’ve lost my bloody mind

He’s fine fine, like, Ralph Angel Quee Sugar fine

Wait a minute, Let me call you right back

Oh what you waitin' for?

(What you waitin' for?)

It’s you I’ve been waitin' for (It's you I’ve been waitin' for)

I may slip up and just give you something (Give you something)

I already slipped up and then gave you something

Are you trippin' on nothin', I just wanna

Just wanna talk to you

Just about anything

And you got me making excuses

Just to be closer, see

Kinda wonder if you are too

Thinking the same damn thing

When about this time next year

I still want us to be together, ooh yeah

I still want us to be forever, ooh yeah, yeah