JumpmanJay - Perfect Cents

Okay
One, two
One, two
One, two
Yeah
One, two
Okay I like that
Yeah, I think I'ma go with that one
Oh this ain't a sad song baby
Let's go
Okay, one, two, one, two
Trying to count how many steps that its takes to get to you
I'd rather see you physically, like the money I withdrew
Yeah, I like my girls sick and I swear the flu
That's disgusting, but you know just what I'm trying to say
I'm trying to tell you how I feel without the clichés
Never been too good with words lately anyway
Unwind our mind in the Bahamas, spend our days away
It's hard to say "I love you" back to certain women but you different
I know thats what they all say, you can't 'een tell the difference
Between real and fake boys up in your DMs talking ignant
So you don't pay 'em no mind
Looking out the penthouse view, it changed my views
Deep conversations about you, I amuse
Your body is a work of art, my 'lil personal muse
I put on for my people, you put on your new perfume
And we zoom
Look around and at yourself, you a dime, it makes perfect cents why I'm with you baby
I'm just focused on the present, not the future or the past tense, when I'm with you baby
Eyes on you, I pay all my attention, thats my expense I'm willing to pay, yeah
We can take it to the max and push it further, there's no extent I'm willing to take ya'
I look down and see the roses, I look up and see the clouds
I can spot your perfect smile straight right through a flooded crowd
Got you laughing out loud
I make you do, you should get used to
Say you never had real love, let me introduce you
If I'm moving too fast I can slow down, or ease up
That ain't me talking baby, all these words come from this red cup
But don't get it confused, yeah I mean what I say
But I keep these thoughts trapped in my mind just in case
That you don't feel the same
Yeah you know just what I'm saying
No, I ain't a player but I really like your game
I'm liking what have became
I got 2 new gifts for you, new diamond ring and new last name
I swear the choice is yours
I'm a brand new different man behind the closed doors
We can spend all Sunday evening at the clothes stores
And even if I blow up, travel on them tours
I know home is right here, through your bedroom door
Look around and at yourself, you a dime, it makes perfect cents why I'm with you baby
I'm just focused on the present, not the future or the past tense, when I'm with you baby
Eyes on you, I pay all my attention, thats my expense I'm willing to pay, yeah
We can take it to the max and push it further, there's no extent I'm willing to take ya'
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La la la
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Jumpman
Okay
One, two
One, two
One, two
Yeah
One, two
One, two
One, two
One, two
Yeah
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One, two
One, two
One, two
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Written by:
Justin Jordan

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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