A.s.a.p. by 2 Much
Ha ha ha, the hot spot was off the chain last week. Yeah. By the way, did that girl, she call you last week? Oh, oh, the one with the long hair? Yeah. And the pretty eyes mixed wit like twenty different races yo? Yeah. No, she din't call me yet though.
I was at the hot spot chillin' wit my boys, not really ceckin' cause I knew I had a choice. There was conversation, can you hit me on my phone. What's up wit you nomber, she said boys can call her home. So what's it gonna be, baby let me know. And then she said, (can I have your)...
A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at me, wanna be yo main squeeze, boo, see, (oh girl, you're all I wanna see.) A.S.A.P. Ooh girl, you need to get at me, wanna be yo main squeeze, boo, see, (oh girl, you're all I wanna see.)
It's been a week now, and still no call, and now it feels like the night didn't happen at all.