Intro: Anderson .Paak Yuh, yuh verse 1: Anderson .Paak She was a fan, but her friend didn't care I like the ones who buy they own damn beers If you wanna toast to the life that you live Pour enough shots for the whole year Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair Matte black Jeep with the Rubicon grill Ooh, it's been a while, baby, don't go there Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here Pre-Chorus Anderson .Paak Shaped like pear, baby, jet black hair You bought the drinks and I paid no care Hold a nigga down, don't go nowhere Ooh, it's been a while, baby, come here We peakin' Hands above us Feels like someone lifted me We peakin' Arms like lovers Feels like someone sent for me verse 2: Anderson .Paak Yuh, yuh We goin' in there from the window sills I don't mind if they watch, I don't care Who gon' love you when your love ain't there? Baby, that ass is just unfair Jet black hair, baby, jet black hair At least two grams in your blunt wrapped there These two hands always land up on the small of your back Should I ask if eyes can go there? Pre-Chorus Anderson .Paak You bought the drinks and I paid no care Couple more shots, we can all get to bed Yes, Lord, like you livin' on a prayer Play too much, baby, come here We peakin' Hands above us Feels like someone lifted me We peakin' Arms like lovers Feels like someone sent for me (Sent for me, yeah) We peakin' Post-Chorus: