| «Besides surfing, what do you think about? |
| Love, for instance?
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| I don’t think about it, I make it»
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| Baby there’s room in here
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| Just enough for two in here
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| Ain’t nobody but you and me in here
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| Yeah, what can we do in here?
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| What can we do? |
| What can we do?
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| I want you by my lonesome, above this crowded space
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| It’s easier to hold some, when no one’s in the way
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| Well if no one’s in the running for the part
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| I’d love to pick a day
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| To show you the main room (Whenever's a good time)
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| I don’t need a bouquet, I just need proper space
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| Homie three blocks away, I got bottles for days
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| I got tropical haze, go ahead and wave bye
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| Let me help with your coat, grab a hold of my arm
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| Tell them niggas to move, tell your sister you fine
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| Cause baby there’s room in here
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| Just enough for two in here
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| Ain’t nobody but you and me in here
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| Yeah, what can we do in here?
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| What can we do? |
| What can we do?
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| As crazy as it may seem, it’s not too hard to read
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| It’s too many ifs and maybes, and not enough certainty
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| Well if no one’s putting numbers on the board
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| I’d love to take a swing, might even graze you
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| But I don’t mean any harm, I’m just speaking my mind
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| Take a look at that moon, 'bout as bright as your eyes
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| We got plenty of space, go ahead and recline
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| Take a puff of that, get a sip of this wine
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| Yeah, feelin' good?
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| Cause baby there’s room in here
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| Just enough for two in here
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| Ain’t nobody but you and me in here
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| Yeah, what can we do in here?
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| What can we do? |
| What can we do?
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| She had a bright smile, big white teeth, I mean
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| Whiter than her white T, remind me of wifey
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| Met her at the studio, sort of like a high buyer
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| She told me she had game so we connected like the wifi
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| She had this Asian swagger ‘bout her, so I call her mai tai
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| Started followin' her, she was the only thing on my timeline
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| And there was this one picture, her in the swimsuit
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| That made a nigga want to beat it up, and I intend to
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| But I’ma have to put in work, baby girl then drink it all
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| Face like Mona Lisa, I’m just tryna be the wall to hang on
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| I ain’t got no patience, I can’t wait long
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| She come and see me, but she don’t stay long
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| And that’s the problem, she a good girl
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| Maybe it’s too much smoke in the room
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| And she don’t want that Mary Jane in her Vidal Sassoon
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| So I’mma take a minute, and walk her to her Uber
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| Got a bullet in my heart, and she the shooter
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| Ay, .Paak
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| Baby there’s room in here
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| Just enough for two in here
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| Ain’t nobody but you and me in here
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| Yeah, what can we do in here?
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| What can we do? |
| What can we do? |