Riding With Taylor

[Verse 1] It's three girls in the back of a Lambo, all in my dreams Hard to focus with all this alcohol that she brings Ring, ring, ring goes my telephone, my pager flexing off my hip Trying to tell me something, are you about to dip? There's two of you left, one just left, don't know what's left Don't know what's next, don't know myself Don't know no stress I make control of this happy ending, hold my breath Ellah, let me hold your chest Don't wanna hold your breast I mean, yeah, I kinda do, but My mind is more focused on what happens with the two us Lust you know me, and love is my homie See me paint a picture of me and you together Loving each other, out of the friendzone I text my brother, pager bumping off my hip again like "Woah" You know you said you never give me lip again You know Jeromy, romy, rome is such a different man [Hook x2] It's three girls in the back of a Lambo, all in my dreams Hard to focus with all of the alcohol that she brings [Verse 2] Tie me up in these whips and chains you call love I'm your hostage, I don't think I told you I was into bondage I don't think I told you what the fuckin' time it is I don't think you know how hard it is to rhyme this shit Now, telling you stories that I have made up To you, we just cuddle, but to me we just made love Rubbing your breakfast, flipping your checklist Dar dup and dapper dandy Made you lean [?] my way You like Flatbush, you like Herning Play ball like saw We [?] like Vernon, and kept it tighter than virgins And kept it longer than sermons Kept it longer than sermons? Kept it longer than sermons Caleb in need of some service Know you in need of something, pager still on my hip In the back of that Lambo, my pager still on my hip In the back of that Lambo, my pager still on my hip In the back of that Lambo, my pager still on my hip [Hook x6]