White Dress

Just me and you, girl

Whoa

Just me and you, girl

Whoa

Tryin' to sneak upstairs to your apartment

Aren't you a sight for red eyes?

I just flew in and slipped in on your left side

Just a satin gown, you asleep with no makeup

I'm just tryna be inside you 'fore you wake up

Just me and you, girl

Whoa

We had problems but that's all in the past

Everybody got problems, baby, algebra class

Remember how I used to do things that'd make you laugh?

Like orderin' a girl drink in a masculine glass

You like piña coladas, getting caught in the rain

Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain

Or that Dolce Gabbana with a few gold chains

And you type of girl that probably deserve a new last name

But they never let us do our thing

Everybody lying on who I bang

We was on fire but they blew our flame

Ain't no denying, baby, you have changed

'Cause now your high heels clicking, your lip gloss glisten

Your hips start switching, you're pissed off, tripping

'Cause even when we kissing, baby girl, it feel different

Friends all diss him like, "No, he didn't

No, he didn't, is you talking 'bout Kitten?

Is that bitch still stripping, tryna get a pair of Christians?"

I swear to God that they got you going crazy

But you play it off and say, "How was work, baby?"

Well, some of the models is too coked up to walk straight

But seem to still love the man that they all hate

But, babe, I'll call you back, you say, you say that always

You kept me on the phone and demanded they all wait

See, she knew about my lies the whole time

And my credit's so bad, I can't get no one to co-sign

I would've thought she would've busted the door crying

But she up and left a **** and she ain't give me no sign

Now she back in the club in a tight dress

With dreams of someday wearing a white dress

Seen with some lame, it's a miracle that

She'll talk to a **** with a ten-year-ago swag

Plus, I don't like none of her girlfriends

Quote unquote, "'Cause her girlfriends got girlfriends"

On the phone, hollering that **** is whatever

Let's fly to Euro, make this the best summer ever

Now she headed to Rome, Rome is the home

Rome is where she act like she ain't got no fucking phone

I accept that I was wrong, except a **** grown

So I can't bitch or moan, in a session getting stoned

So a **** had to hop on a plane

A bus and a train to try to come and talk and explain

Rented the whole bottom floor for a candlelight dinner

Turned the lights out and put my candle right in her

And told her, even though I met you in the club in a tight dress

At first sight I could picture you in a white dress

Thirty foot train, diamond from Lorraine

Just to make up for all the years and the pain

Family on both sides, I'm so glad you came

Aunty couldn't make it, oh no, that's a shame

Wedding in June, what could be better?

Let's fly to Euro, make this the best summer ever

Take the very last car of the Eurostar

Tell the conductor, "Just drive so far"

Told some of your friends and they wasn't excited

Well, we gon' tour the countryside and they won't be invited

We will not be disturbed by the fussin' and fightin'

Tell Peaches, light the herb, 'cause we just reunited

Let's make a move from these herds, go somewhere in private

I'm talking just me and you and the plane and the pilot, uh

Just me and you, girl

Whoa

Just me and you, girl

Whoa