Drew Barrymore (feat. Wale)

I want this forever
 Just you in the grotto
 With nothin' but your nights on
 Keep the fuckin' lights on
 Same again tomorrow
 We don't need no bottle
 Purple color lip-gloss
 Room with the saguaro
 Ain't nowhere I would rather be
 Right between your holidays
 Coffee on the flintstone
 Jewelry on the ottoman
 Baby, let me in, oh
 For I get way too adamant about it
 Love the way you shiver
 Dig in to my shoulder blades
 Feel it when you quiver
 Higher level, elevate
 You could be the renegade
 Bonnie to a Clyde
 Harrelson and Juliette
 Legends never die
 The TV hasn't worked in ages
 Probly got a shorted cable
 Way too busy fucking on the sofa or the kitchen table
 Is my vision hazy?
 You look like you're someone famous
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 'Cause you're something like the summer
 Kinda like a hurricane
 Sweepin' through the desert
 Hot Americana rain fallin'
 Wearing nothing but my Lauryn Hill shirt
 It's kinda baggy on you, baby, but it work
 The AC hasn't worked in ages
 I could prolly read the label
 Way too busy fucking on the counter or the coffee table
 Am I hallucinating?
 Why do you look hella famous?
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 
 I want this forever
 Just you in the grotto
 With nothin' but your nights on
 Keep the fuckin' lights on
 Same again tomorrow
 We don't need no bottle
 Purple color lip-gloss
 Room with the saguaro
 Ain't nowhere I would rather be
 Right between your holidays
 Coffee on the flintstone
 Jewelry on the ottoman
 Baby, let me in, oh
 For I get way too adamant about it
 Love the way you shiver
 Dig in to my shoulder blades
 Feel it when you quiver
 Higher level, elevate
 You could be the renegade
 Bonnie to a Clyde
 Harrelson and Juliette
 Legends never die
 The TV hasn't worked in ages
 Probly got a shorted cable
 Way too busy fucking on the sofa or the kitchen table
 Is my vision hazy?
 You look like you're someone famous
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 'Cause you're something like the summer
 Kinda like a hurricane
 Sweepin' through the desert
 Hot Americana rain fallin'
 Wearing nothing but my Lauryn Hill shirt
 It's kinda baggy on you, baby, but it work
 The AC hasn't worked in ages
 I could prolly read the label
 Way too busy fucking on the counter or the coffee table
 Am I hallucinating?
 Why do you look hella famous?
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 
 I want this forever
 Just you in the grotto
 With nothin' but your nights on
 Keep the fuckin' lights on
 Same again tomorrow
 We don't need no bottle
 Purple color lip-gloss
 Room with the saguaro
 Ain't nowhere I would rather be
 Right between your holidays
 Coffee on the flintstone
 Jewelry on the ottoman
 Baby, let me in, oh
 For I get way too adamant about it
 Love the way you shiver
 Dig in to my shoulder blades
 Feel it when you quiver
 Higher level, elevate
 You could be the renegade
 Bonnie to a Clyde
 Harrelson and Juliette
 Legends never die
 The TV hasn't worked in ages
 Probly got a shorted cable
 Way too busy fucking on the sofa or the kitchen table
 Is my vision hazy?
 You look like you're someone famous
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 'Cause you're something like the summer
 Kinda like a hurricane
 Sweepin' through the desert
 Hot Americana rain fallin'
 Wearing nothing but my Lauryn Hill shirt
 It's kinda baggy on you, baby, but it work
 The AC hasn't worked in ages
 I could prolly read the label
 Way too busy fucking on the counter or the coffee table
 Am I hallucinating?
 Why do you look hella famous?
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 I wanna make
 Every single moment for you great
 Fly away to Cairo or L.A
 Girl, I want it now, don't wanna waste time, waste time
 'Cause you're the next Drew Barry
 And I want more, yeah
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for
 You're the next Drew Barry, yeah
 And I want more
 And all these other girls keep wonderin' what I fuck with you for