Doremi Songtext
von Chris Patrick

I got my eyes on somebody else
She got a big head with a little waist
And a flat top with a phone case
Got a lot I can′t stop
Never could just do anything
If my eyes were a dollar, then I would cry for it
I'm sorry in advance ′cause I didn't know to fuck up
Every time that I go blow
Uh, cool
Call me up


Okay, well
Go, baby
That hand on waist gon' make you obey me
Dropping my pin so you can locate me
I′ll have you singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti don′t play me
If I lock in with you, then no changing
I love it when your hips is rotating
I'll have ′em singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do

Whine for me, baby, whine for me, baby, whine
Time doesn't matter, grind for me, bae, you′re mine
I know you're precious, diamond the way you shine
Ain′t no point of us acting evasive

Ain't no point of this slick hesitation
You get turned off to sound of the morning
Boost your ego, I'll be motivation
You got it jumping up
Dope boy in ′03, I′ma pump it up
Way you throw it back, I hope I fall in love with you
Give me jurisdiction to it like a governor
Told me stab it all night like a Londoner

Set pace with you
Work your body like I'm lifting weights with you
Missionary, you too fine and I be facing you
Got you busting on the sheets, shorty flooded up the room like


Go, baby
That hand on waist gon′ make you obey me
Dropping my pin so you can locate me
I'll have you singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti don′t play me
If I lock in with you, then no changing
I love it when your hips is rotating
I'll have ′em singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do

You come through, make me beg every time
Face is yours when your legs hit the sky
I wanna wear you like a N95
Face to face, look you dead in your eye
Running away, but you ain't said your goodbye

Lord, forgive me now
'Cause what we do tend to sound holy
Go, baby, go, baby
Go crazy, few ways you ain′t felt
No way she don′t stay there
Broke baby, keep you to myself

Gon' keep pray for you
Cleared out whole days for you
Messages me made with you
Sound like an award show every time I′m in it like

Go, baby
That hand on waist gon' make you obey me
Dropping my pin so you can locate me
I′ll have you singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti don't play me
If I lock in with you, then no changing
I love it when your hips is rotating
I′ll have 'em singing out like
Do, re, mi, fa, so, la, ti, do

I got my eyes on somebody else
She got a big head with a little waist
And a flat top with a phone case
Got a lot I can't stop
Never could just do anything
If my eyes were a dollar, then I would cry for it
I′m sorry in advance ′cause I didn't know to fuck up
Every time that I go blow
Call me up