[Chorus]
Yeah, uh, my dear Maria, let me inside
I know I fucked up every time
I was way too lit just this past night
But I'm not right now and I hope that's fine
And I hope you know I'm not calling for that
Yeah, uh, players in my phone, brodie, I'll call you back (Huh, oh)
If you playin' 'bout some money I'm not going for that (Huh, oh)
Man, this music money easy, I was just servin'—
[Verse]
Oh, I be posted East Side, bitch, you're posted in trash
Huh, yeah, and I'm poppin on button, but my brodie gon' crash
We were chilling at the party, but my knee I bashed
Right on the cabinet, right in the living room (Fuck)
[Bridge]
And, uh
I think tonight is the night I'll tell you that I love you too
(Oh, it's the night I say, "I love you too")
[Chorus]
Huh, uh, my dear Maria, let me inside
I know I fucked up every time
I was way too lit just this past night
But I'm not right now and I hope that's fine
And I hope you know I'm not calling for that
Yeah, uh, players in my phone, brodie, I'll call you back (Huh, oh)
If you playin' 'bout some money I'm not going for that (Huh, oh)
Man, this music money easy, I was just servin' crack
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