Tyler on Demand - Marina

Haha ay
We were at Marina I ain't even see ya (ha)
The moment must have been made for us
Cross paths and I ain't good at math so
What's the chances it was happenin for us?
Thinkin we can isolate it quarantine our time and make it
Vibin and we findin that we finally catchin up
Thinkin we should ride maybe rolling up pine baby
Lookin at me crazy like oh you tryna match or what?
Ok I'm hip to the ways
You speaking cool from your lips but the truth in your waist (mm)
Damn those hips have got me I'm on my way
Any time of the day nothin that imma waste
But somethin that imma taste you got me outta my place
I never thought it a race until I started to chase
The high that you draggin yeah you be packin the pace
I can more than imagine the passion all on your face (hahaha)
Ayy alright now let it breathe
Let it breathe
That's what we need
Bring that to me
I'm meant to please
I need ya with me
Come be with me
Ayy Marina, ain't see ya
Still must've been made for us
Cross paths, no math (ha)
So what's the chances of it...
Smooth talker moon walker
She like to be mood doctor
That's fine with me Ms. Proctor
Come teach me all your scholar
Big brain same heart
Long legs face art
My ex depart
Now we should start
From the top not running back
You hand the toss I'll run it back
Arms crossed around my back
You draped up on like curtains back
We could carry this way out
Yeah we found a way out
Away from the ones sayin now
That we can't be ok wow
Dodgin bull olé
Lay it on you like Olay
All the games we gon play
Both of us gon get our way
Same city but we didn't know
Glad the distance came to a close
Like to see you here in my clothes
Oof right there a perfect pose
Tryna see you after the show
Fireworks they bound to blow
Bring it up I'm down for mo
Know the saying when rains it po's
And it all could be yours
Yeah it all could be yours

Written by:
Mark Lombardo, Tyler-Patrick McGrath

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