Old geeky guys have no business picking up women at the club. They probably shouldn't be rapping either.
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Story behind the song
Just mis-remembering a business trip to Santa Monica. I still don't own a Tesla.
Lyrics
So girl why you try to play me?
All that time spent lookin to slay me
Wearing that dress all up and tight
You told your girls it was me tonight
I bet 100 bucks and a bottle Chris
Ain’t no other brothers on your list
Tell me I’m wrong, and I’ll step to the back
My boys and I will split this bottle of jack
But if you look that way, you gonna act act way
Only one thing I have to say.
Let’s get this done.
Slipped in the Tesla and out of that dress
Some devious moves I must confess
But something about you ain’t quite right
Draw blood from my neck like you in Twilight
Against my judgment I’m taking you home
Just in case text my boys from the phone
If they don’t see me by 12 on the clock
Send the cops to my crib to do more than knock
Open the door find me tied to the bed
My wallet is gone, and bumps on my head
The keys to my Tesla are gone with you
Man I’m pissed what am I supposed to do
But it’s the rules I live by and they not gonna change
Too old in world to try and rearrange
Something I said the previous day
Same old same, can’t give it away
Let get this done, Get this done
Let’s get this done, let’s get this done.
