Boome - Pineapple Sundays

Tell me a little bit of something
Baby I know you
Last night drop L bombs
I really love you
Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple
Pink frames on your face and you sparking one
But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do
Only time I do lines if it scripts with you
Last night did a 100 on the freeway
No tickets on the dash do we rush love
You pretty little thing did we grow up
Wake up to the sand and a brighter sun
So tell me what we waiting for
Phone ring Yonce put a ring on it
I know I'm talking crazy I been waiting on you
The party still cracking these girls ain't you
Tell me a little bit of something
Baby I know you
Last night drop L bombs
I really love you
Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple
Pink frames on your face and you sparking one
But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do
Only time I do lines if it scripts with you
Your love feel like a Sunday
Day off in the summer
Summer up in London
Call me Ozzie on the bat
I'm gonna hit it different
I'm gonna eat it different
Grilled veggies on the plate like we tryin to live forever
Sunset at seven diving in the moonlight
You walking around the room like
Striptease like I ain't gonna knock out the park girl please
At the Waldorf Astoria body changing like the seasons
Tell me a little bit of something
Baby I know you
Last night drop L bombs
I really love you
Champagne but you sweeter than a pineapple
Pink frames on your face and you sparking one
But the drugs in the party I ain't trying to do
Only time I do lines if it scripts with you
Tell me a little bit of something
Baby I know you
Last night drop L bombs
I really love you
Love you

Written by:
Abdou Kane

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