Roommates Lyrics

My imagination's running races when I see you

Picturing you naked. Michaelangelo's cathedral

Every step you're taking is erasing all my ills

The world's a fabrication you're the only thing that's real

I mean in those heels. Forgive me for the stare

Ain't nothing but a man. You're something different I feel

Are you from outer space? Like what are you saying?

Like? Okay. I'm locking in

Like the tattoos on your skin

wanna get to what's within

Then you flash a smile

My nerve is wavering

You're laughing a little

Cause you get the way I'm feeling

Tell me please why does the ceiling

Feel like it's caving in on me

No wait I'm calm

She said she heard my songs

I ask her what's her favorite

Smiled and said the Dua one

I guess we're both fans of each other

So can we James Bond. I wanna get you under covers

You see I'm clever. So can we get together

Like we're peanut butter jelly

I get another smile. Got her buying what I'm selling

And in a little while she's gonna ask me where I'm staying

I got a little place

Not too far from here

So why don't we disappear

From all these eyes and ears

Like I wanna get your comfortable

Get you out from under the

microscope and unto the

Covers of my bed

See I just want you to come home with me

we can figure it all out after 3

Or 4 rounds of this love mami

I'm just trying to breathe the air that you breathe

Baby I ain't the smoothest

But I got a few maneuvers

To get you really moving

So let's get in this Uber

It's almost 2 AM

Let's be roommates

For a night or two and then

I see her smiling again

She's done playing pretend

And now she's grabbing my hand

I see you leading our dance

Now we're rolling

Corner of my eye

I see my homies celebrating

You would think I won the Super Bowl

Feeling like I'm Brady

Now she's in my bed

Imagination fell short

I'd never seen an ass

That would make you vote for it

And she guides me like a tourist

And I make my way right to it

There ain't really nothing to it

That's why I wanna get you home baby

Cause we can figure it all out after 3

Or 4 rounds of this love mami

I'm just trying to breathe the air that you breathe

Morning sex is even better

We stay fucking all day. Tomorrow don't matter

Phone is blowing up. What the fuck is all the chatter

Check it for a second. World's on fire. Stay in heaven

Whatever we got going is infinitely better

So fuck them and fuck whoever

World won't end while we're together

I guess what I've been saying

Is if you wouldn't mind staying

I could cook you up a plate

Stay here the whole day

That's why I wanna get you home baby

Cause we can figure it all out after 3

Or 4 rounds of this love mami

I'm just trying to breathe the air that you breathe