Trop Fort Pour Samedi

1st verse

I've done a lot of crunches
And did lunges to your door
(you've been)
That's 30 card punches
And a Thursday night for
(in a mood)
I've heard a lot of footsteps
But I'm only drawn to yours

I know just what I've been through
And I know what I'm for

I've seen a lot of brushstrokes
But ain't know that I was schemin'

I completely found my footstep
But I'd tell that you were dreamin'

I know just what I've been through
And I want you even more

I know just what I've been through
And I know what I'm for

Fabricating guilt trips
And I feel you're getting warm

I'm feeling kind of lucid
Cause we kept the light on

I walked into your pulse
And remembered you were almost

I plan to be your former
Where I land is even (warmer)crash)

2nd verse

I've read a lot of bullshit
And I'm always down for more

Really bout to lose it
On this dirty damn floor

I know of what you've been through
And I want you even more

Really bout to lose it
On this dirty damn floor

I've heard a lot of footsteps
But I'm only drawn to yours

Really bout to lose it
Can you come around four

I've seen a lot of brushstrokes
But I'm only drawn to yours

That's really convoluted
And you know what I'm for

I grew up on Watusi
And you knew me at the door

Really? Sloopy?
In a purple RAV 4

I'm really bout to lose it
And I'm always down for more

Really bout to lose it
On this dirty damn floor