Bran Movay - Overdue

Now shawty with her friends, turnt up in the city
Just turned 21, now she 'bout to get it
She been looking for the one, looking for a minute
All I’m tryna do is make the search short

Give me your lovin', cause I’m overdue
Give me your lovin', cause I’m over
I’m talking 'bout you,
Talking bout us, talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things
Us, talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things we could do

Come with me or something,
Take you out to eat or something
Yeah I paid to park but we could leave the meter running
Tryna seize the moment,
You know what I mean
Make one call and we flyin' out east
Take you from the D up to NYC
Got my Filas on, brand new cologne, cufflinks to match my watch
I get in the zone when the music on, prime time to shoot my shot
She had Tommys on, her hair was long
She was looking like Aaliyah’s clone
So I felt I had to let her know
That I do intend to rock the boat
Matter fact I rock it back and forth
Take a second lemme me fix my hair
Like pick out, pat ya fro,
Like pick it out, like pat ya fro
Tryna catch me off my game boy you bugging
Known to get it poppin' even on a college budget
Like I learned in math class, I know how to work the function
Moving 'round the party, get it started, get it jumping
Girl I throw out my whole schedule just to come with you
You got that special little something
Just give me your lovin'

'Cause I'm overdue
Give me your lovin' cause I'm over
Give me your lovin' cause I'm overdue
Give me your lovin' cause I'm over
I’m talking 'bout you,
Talking bout us, talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things
Us, talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things we could do

Crop top, sweat pants, stank face when she dance
Go to work on the floor but still ace an exam
Said she heard it all before, I said yeah I understand
But when it come to spittin' something new, girl, I’m the man
Got that old soul,
Homegrown swagger like Q Jones
New style like no other
Dark skin, mocha colored
Straight from the bottom of the list,
If you don’t know who this is, imma tell you right now
Movay, cold killer with the pen,
Got 'em rockin' wit the kid, start a raucous then we bounce
She get down and she shake some
My homie tapped my back like damn you see her waistline
Don’t go too hard, sweetheart, you might knock out your laced front
I’m playing, I’m just tryna get them digits 'fore the days done
A star moved to LA, I ain’t talkin' LeBron
But I’m still Dallas based, dawg, don’t get me wrong
Best game these days, genuine conversation
What’s your favorite anime, what show did you binge on?

Talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things
Us, talking bout me,
Talking bout all the things, all the things we could do

Felt like I just had to say it straight up, you know
When shawty back back, I ain’t even gone lie
I get so wilded up, that girl stole my heart
And she back back, and she change my life
I don’t care 'bout signs, you the one I like, gone
Say when shawty back back, I ain’t even gone lie
I get so wilded up, that girl stole my heart
And she back back back, and she change my life
I don’t care 'bout signs, you the one I like

Written by:
Brandon Douglas

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