Infatuation by Jay Browne Lyrics
[Intro: Jay Browne]
Way too fine to be at home right now
Why you playing games when we grown right now?
-to be at home right now?
Now?
[Chorus: Jay Browne]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you (uh-huh)
Why?
Woah, why? (J-A-Y, check)
[Verse 1: Jay Browne]
I said I met this girl when I was eight years old
And what I loved most-
Aye, nah, fuck that
I always had a crush on shawty, seeing other dudes touch that
I shoulder blame, I ain't know the dame, I got a hunch back
Carrying the burden of birdwatching, I'm waiting in the wing
Only getting in the jeans with absurd pockets
Boy meets girl, nerd nigga meets bad bitch
21 scars, ex-dude was a savage
She used to goatees, big spaces and Boosie tracklists
Not the human encyclopedia with the glasses
Nights by your beats, unsure
I'll wave
I've been writing all these Trey Songz
I'll wait
Hypnotized by you but I know you used to bad boys
Over St. Pete, save the time or the tabloids
Looking for a purpose, give you what you never had, or
Kissing on your fountain 'till you out here like Blastoise
[Chorus]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
[Post-Chorus: Jay Browne]
And yeah I wanted you, that's in the past tense
Nigga never changed, always had sense
And I ain't tryna be up on some simp, lame, sucka shit
I'm just tryna put you on some other shit
Know I'm not your type, we never lasted
And shit ain't been the same since we had sex
And I ain't tryna be up on some simp, lame, sucka shit
I'm just tryna put you on some other shit
[Verse 2: Nigel & Alexander]
I want that other shit
Let-you-be-my-mother shit
So I can find my fit
In life, I tried to be legit
Tryna find my place while I'm losing peers cause I don't fit the bill
I got 6 rings I rock in this
But I feel like Pippen still
But you be dripping still
Painting pictures with your motions like a potion
Mesmerizing be depictions you be posting
Eyes are deeper like the ocean
I can check that notion
I'ma have to wine and dine, premier me a sort of dime
Cause Baby this a movie, you know you my Lady-Lady, but
All I ever see is you steady driving me crazy
I love you 3000 until the day it bre-zakes
Girl, I'm always what you need, whenever and who you see
[Chorus: Jay]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
[Verse 3: Alexander & Jay]
And now you figure you can play me
Quit whipping like it's Mercedes
Tell me to "Pick up the phone"
S'only because you're home
Quit, stop with the games, we grown
Tryna make you my own
It's something you always known
Don't leave us or me alone
Way too fine to be at home right now
[Outro]
"Tampa!"
"Bay!"
"Tampa!"
"Bay!"
Way too fine to be at home right now
Why you playing games when we grown right now?
-to be at home right now?
Now?
[Chorus: Jay Browne]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you (uh-huh)
Why?
Woah, why? (J-A-Y, check)
[Verse 1: Jay Browne]
I said I met this girl when I was eight years old
And what I loved most-
Aye, nah, fuck that
I always had a crush on shawty, seeing other dudes touch that
I shoulder blame, I ain't know the dame, I got a hunch back
Carrying the burden of birdwatching, I'm waiting in the wing
Only getting in the jeans with absurd pockets
Boy meets girl, nerd nigga meets bad bitch
21 scars, ex-dude was a savage
She used to goatees, big spaces and Boosie tracklists
Not the human encyclopedia with the glasses
Nights by your beats, unsure
I'll wave
I've been writing all these Trey Songz
I'll wait
Hypnotized by you but I know you used to bad boys
Over St. Pete, save the time or the tabloids
Looking for a purpose, give you what you never had, or
Kissing on your fountain 'till you out here like Blastoise
[Chorus]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
[Post-Chorus: Jay Browne]
And yeah I wanted you, that's in the past tense
Nigga never changed, always had sense
And I ain't tryna be up on some simp, lame, sucka shit
I'm just tryna put you on some other shit
Know I'm not your type, we never lasted
And shit ain't been the same since we had sex
And I ain't tryna be up on some simp, lame, sucka shit
I'm just tryna put you on some other shit
[Verse 2: Nigel & Alexander]
I want that other shit
Let-you-be-my-mother shit
So I can find my fit
In life, I tried to be legit
Tryna find my place while I'm losing peers cause I don't fit the bill
I got 6 rings I rock in this
But I feel like Pippen still
But you be dripping still
Painting pictures with your motions like a potion
Mesmerizing be depictions you be posting
Eyes are deeper like the ocean
I can check that notion
I'ma have to wine and dine, premier me a sort of dime
Cause Baby this a movie, you know you my Lady-Lady, but
All I ever see is you steady driving me crazy
I love you 3000 until the day it bre-zakes
Girl, I'm always what you need, whenever and who you see
[Chorus: Jay]
Love your lady
Love is like-
Can you please show me what love is like?
When I'm talking to you
Why?
Woah, why?
[Verse 3: Alexander & Jay]
And now you figure you can play me
Quit whipping like it's Mercedes
Tell me to "Pick up the phone"
S'only because you're home
Quit, stop with the games, we grown
Tryna make you my own
It's something you always known
Don't leave us or me alone
Way too fine to be at home right now
[Outro]
"Tampa!"
"Bay!"
"Tampa!"
"Bay!"