Girl, come ‘round my way
'ause I need you today
I’ll see you tonight
'n’ do your body right

(Grumby, Airplane Heemy)

I ‘on’t got Netflix, just come through and chill
Come through and build, we could run thru some bills
I got me some ends and I’m sick of my friends
You could slide by, we could bump us the benz

I 'on’t got Hulu, just watch Law & Order
Feed you ceviche, it’s nothing, it’s water
You got you a daughter? I’ll help you support her
You from Karachi? Girl, come ‘cross the border

I could be your Stabler, you could be my Benson
Your man he a lame, yo, I think you should bench him
This sexual tension been building for years now
Too many tears and there’s too many fears now

My body’s a cage, your body’s so perfect
Your skin against mine, we lay and we shirtless
Come by my yard, I been cooking some food
I think we should fuck, I don’t mean to be rude
Girl, come ‘round my yard (like like like)
I’ll give you my heart
I’ll see you tonight
’n’ do your body right

(Like yeah man)
Your man he a lame, he just cook you some pasta
I’ll cook you Punjabi, some French food, I gotcha
I’ll cook you some Spanish, I’ll table some tapas
I’ll write you some poems, Amiri Baraka

I be writin poems like my name Grand Puba
I could go down when it’s wet like scuba
Taste like candy ring, feature some heavy d
Sweet like Hennessy, make me a better me
Never be my enemy, we cool and just let it be
Ain’t no jealousy, girl you my remedy
Grew up in the city, I could hit beats with some ill shit
Low-key then wild out, stunting then kill shit
We could just kick it on a rooftop, listen to do-wop, listen to 2Pac, then have us two shots

My yard is open
My heart is open
My heart is hopin’
Your body take notice