Nadroj - Don Juan

Ayo
I uh, I guess its like one of those nights, right
Nadroj
Uh, I mean like you can call me Naddy Daddy too
I'll take either or
Naddy Daddy but tonight I'm in the club
Don't call me simp, but I'm tryna fall in love
If I get lucky I might even get a hug
Take you to my crib, I just hope I get it up
What it do baby girl, yeah what's up
I'm kind of hard to see because I'm short as fuck
I can't front I'm not about to blow a dub
I ain't got a lot, and that shit is just too much
Hit the bartender like bitch, serve me my drink
I got the usual the fruit thing that's pink
I had a sip, it's already hard to think
Minutes pass by every time I take a fucking blink
I spot a baddie looking back at me
Full throttle like teenage acne
I don't know how to act or how to be
So I bottoms up, my legs wobbly
I feel awfully
I stumble awkwardly
And I slip on the dance floor
Tell myself to play it cool
People asking for more
I might be twenty-one
But my knees are eighty-four
See her looking at me
Boy what are you waiting for
In my head I'm like girl what do it do
From across the room
I keep looking at you
Like a cinematic zoom
Hold her chin lean in, whispering
Something cute
In reality
I spoke gibberish
When I touched her face
It was a little vigorous
Everything I said
Became illiterate
Friends pull me away
Say there are bigger fish
Don't matter
It's just a hit and miss
Go outside
Asked if I want a hit of this
I say nah
They call me a little bitch
I say fine, but only a little bit
And now I'm crossfaded
I feel so jaded
Everything spinning
To be honest
I hate it
I migrated
I'm located
In the back
With a glass
Getting hydrated
Got bread plated
Feeling elevated
Times pass
Sober fast
Naddy's back
In a flash
So I dash
With the crew
They tell me
That she's been looking for you
I push back my hair
Call this shit take two
I approach her and I
Introduce
Myself
Coming off dope as hell
It's going well
Homies look from afar
Sure things would fail
She laughing
Put her hand on my thigh
She maintains that twinkle
In her left eye
She says she don't think I'm any guy
She knows I'm broke
Next round of drinks she'll buy
Damn
I started thinking 'bout marriage
I wanna take her home, but I don't wanna be a parent
I don't wanna have a hook up so I wanna be apparent
I tell her that I love her, its not coming from impairment
She's like, that's a lot
And she's right in all fairness
But she makes my stomach jump
And my lungs become airless
Yeah, I'm wifing in the club
I'm not tryna be generic
But she said she knows my songs
And she read to me my lyrics
I told my friends that she might be the one
We'll be together by the time night is done
She gave me a kiss
I like to use my tongue
She pulled away
Wiped her face
Asked if I wanna run
Hey Naddy it was nice to meet
But it's getting late, I'd really like to sleep
I live a couple blocks away, down the street
She grabbed my hand and said, follow me
Dapped up my homies on the way out
Promised to let them know how things would play out
Her tab was open, asked if I could pay out
Get me back later, in her car, she would wait out
Was like aight but slightly suspicious
I approached the bartender but forgot who the chick is
He was wiping down glasses
He was loading the dishes
I tried so describe her
But I wasn't descriptive
He's like dude, I don't have a clue
But she better come back cause we're closing at two
I don't wanna put security on hot pursuit
But I know that she's in the car waiting for you
Damn
Well, that's kind of her problem
Kinda worked out, I forgot my condom
Said sorry to the bartender, he called me a Don Juan
Bouncer went to get her I escaped through the bottom

Written by:
Jordan Brown

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