Never thought you'd be topic of discussion
Like last year's track three
Look how we circled back
You say it's not that deep, but it is now
Wish that you woulda made up your mind sooner
You say you're not that far away, but that was last week
And now I'm prayin' for the day you don't walk past me
Sayin Hollywood's a bitch, I coulda told you that
Coulda told you that
2,000 miles from home, won't you come back home
I can't wait to taste your skin, again
I can't wait to kiss your lips, again
You got somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need
You got somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need
Damn right, spend the last of mine
Tryna get you back home
Yeah, you my favorite drug I be on
Last night was a bad time
Blame it all on the Patrón
You ain't got self control
You ain't got self control
But I can't lie, that's what I'm on
Said I can't lie, that's all I want
Taste your lips, kiss your skin, I'm gone
I can't wait to taste your skin, again
I can't wait to kiss your lips, again
You got somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need
You got somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need
Somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need
You got somethin' I want, no, somethin' I need