Gabriel Brooks - Taste Lyrics

Back in the day I would run to escape my
Thoughts I get lost hearing talk from the grape vine
Late night textin turn to a facetime
Your lace right your face right
You look good you taste right you dig
Now your boy in his feelings
His feelings
His feelings
I can't feel no more
I'm Stuck in my feelings
I'm Stuck in my feelings
And I just can't get out
Oh I just can't fold cause it's my chance
Watch me do my dance
I'm smooth win or lose just take my hand
Baby girl I see
You getting spicy
I thinking you like me
It's cool cause you excite me to
Girl I'm in the mood for you
Lighting jays playing tunes
It get late when the vibes hit the room
So tell me never sell me short
We could see seas and shores
I like Versace she prefers Michael Kors
If you wanna play this game
Step on the court
Watch me shoot my shot
Hit a swish I scored
Girl your perfect form
For you I'll perform
You got everything that I want and more
So let's take a step
Cause we're going back and forth
Is this love or is this war
Back in the day I would run to escape my
Thought I get lost hearing talk from the grape vine
All of this late night textin turned to a face time
Girl your lace right your face right
Girl you look good
Let me see what you taste like
Let me see what you taste like
Let me see what you taste like
It's getting late I'm getting restless
Feeling out of body astral projection
Your touch has really got me feeling like we connected
Loving on me like it was your profession
Touching on her made her water
Now I see my reflection
I'm tempted and I want her to should I make an investment
I'm the last body you adding to your collection
No question your heart is under my protection
Promise
When I'm with you girl there won't be no next one
Promise
When I'm with you girl there won't be no next one
Cause you wouldn't believe it
Promise
When I'm with you girl there won't be no next one
I Promise
When I'm with you girl there won't be no next one