Testo Emergency - Dom Kennedy

Emergency

Waitin' on you to step inside
Waitin' on you to touch my soul
Tell me what you want to say
It's your love to give away

Slicker than your average, ride with the top down, got expensive habits
Left arm tatted, right arm tatted
Told her to come here ma', I'm lookin' for a savage
Told her to come here ma', you lookin' real classy
You prolly should get at me, might throw on the khakis
Word around town, you gon' do your thing, you gon' turn it up
She said, "Take another shot, you ain't even drunk"
I ain't leavin' anyway without that pretty face
I can touch the moon off the Cabernet
You the entrée, her

That nigga came to the door like Ving Rhames
Told me what you want, I couldn't even front
When I get her to myself, we gon' do it up
If you know some cute girls, bring plenty of 'em
I got the homies in this bitch, yeah give it up
We don't do drugs, we just smoke but
Damn, it's been a lil' minute, can I get a hug?
It can never go back to the way it was
If it's never been tested, is it real love?

Waitin' on you to step inside
Waitin' on you to touch my soul
Tell me what you want to say
It's your love to give away

There ain't no doubt about it
There ain't no doubt about it

Waitin' on you to step inside
Waitin' on you to touch my soul
Tell me what you want to say
It's your love to give away

There ain't no doubt about it
There ain't no doubt about it