Bon Voyage

[Chorus: Girlfriend] Bon voyage with you I gotta make it move Can we catch a flight for two Tell me that it's right for you, yeah Bon voyage with you Maybe we can rendezvous Wanna get next to you Open up your schedule, baby [Verse 1: Girlfriend] I'm so sick of long distance Talking through Facetime it's like summin' missing Tryna fake smile, it's a dumb mission And kissing you through the phone, it just won't get it I'm jealous of all the pillows that you're lying next to I just wanna find out what's the price to get you Right here next to me, I'm cool with sexting But it's the second best thing, baby You know, you know, they might copy But thеy ain't you though, you though Can I just be honest with you? It's a time changе when I go to LA I ain't got no time to be staying up late for you But we can get a foreign Aston Martin, coupes with doors and Miss you more than words, so I can give you the stars We can't leave the earth, so we just look up in this car and ah 'Cause you're my baby And you know you drive me crazy And I ain't talking no Mercedes I'll be watching your location I'm counting down the time 'till I can Finally get to see your face and Tell you that I'm glad you made it So why we're texting when I'd rather just [Chorus: Girlfriend] Bon voyage with you I gotta make it move Can we catch a flight for two Tell me that it's right for you, yeah Bon voyage with you Maybe we can rendezvous Wanna get next to you Open up your schedule, baby [Verse 2: Thierra Whack] We should meet up Chill, kick our feet up Jump in the back of the whip Push the seat up Late nights when I be up I need you closer I just bought some new sheets Babe, can you come over? We done played long enough I'm through with the texting I can show you something Make you never wanna exit I can show you something Make you regret your exes Wakin' up together now I can make you breakfast A sap for your love When we link it's a vibe Have you sprung in the spring? Boy, you need me by your side Can tell you a trip I'm looking for a vacay Come to the crib, boy You can be my baby Kids, hmm Maybe just one Oh what I would do To get you under the sun A flight ain't nothing I can see you in my future Time and a place And I'm comin right to ya