Anderson .Paak, J. Cole - Trippy lyrics
Anderson .Paak [Brandon Paak Anderson] Oxnard, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[Anderson .Paak, J. Cole - Trippy lyrics]
But everyone wants love
Love, is the answer, Johnny
Everyone is lookin' for love, deep love
A lifetime of deep love, you know?
I'm lookin' for a shallow half hour
You know? Don't you have luck with women?
I never had luck with women
I'm no ladies man, I know that, Johnny
And I never got girls when I was
A kid in show business either, you know?
One girl told me, "Come on over
There's nobody home"
I went over, there was nobody home!
You and I will always
Meet somewhere in between
You and I will always
Meet somewhere in between
Sweet Trippy, I'm yours for the gettin'
Talkin' foolish at the moon
I was gone, 1800, sippin'
I can't get rid of you
All the places that I used to go and kick it
All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where you always be
Somewhere in between
You and I will always meet
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where we always be
Somewhere in between
You and I will always meet
Come meet me in the middle
(I'll meet you in the middle)
Come meet me in the middle
(Somewhere in between)
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always meet)
Right there where we always be
(Somewhere in between)
Without a space I could feel
In the words to define
Pick it up, if you will
Heavy weight on my mind
Just a pretty brown thing wit'cho
Head in the clouds
Why don't you put the round thing
In the palm of my hands
Up enough for the thrill, over over you spill
Open up, I could tell
I could see when it's real
And as soon as I grab a hold of ya
I'ma have to let go of ya
Came down the block, somethin' sick
But it's rented
I don't give a fuck, bitch, either way
I'm in it
I ain't gotta prove to you that I got bread
Niggas talkin' money but be
Broker than the bed
That I slept on back in Mohammed crib
'Member fuckin' hoes leanin' all to the left?
Don't know why they rock wit' a nigga
But they did damn sure wasn't the money
Maybe it's the kid?
Used to have a honey that I loved when we was
Younger but somehow got disconnected before
Facebook got so big
I used to search her name
Hopin' we could reconnect
But if I sent the message
Would she still be on my dick?
When I couldn't find her
Had me feelin' mad lame
Maybe she got married and she
Changed her last name
Maybe she just ain't up on the latest of
The internet and ain't got into that
But give her time, that'll change
Bingo, what do you know? Years later
(Right)
Late night after a show we here laid up
(Right) brown skin, love how it glow
Your hair tied up (Right)
Ask, "Is it cool if I smoke?" Go 'head
Light up (Right)
High from your fragrance, I love
You smell purrty (Smells good)
Know I got it straight from the mud
My nails dirty (Right)
If somehow we both lose touch, I won't lie
Ya got me open way too much
I'm gon' find ya
Sweet trippy, you’re lost in the deep end
Like water to a fish scale
Love to watch you swim
I can't get rid of you
All the places that I used to go and kick it
All this weight that I'm liftin', trippy
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where you always be
Somewhere in between
You and I will always meet
Come meet me in the middle
Right there where we always be
Somewhere in between
You and I will always meet
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always be)
Come meet me in the middle
(Somewhere in between)
Come meet me in the middle
(You and I will always meet)
Somewhere in between
You and I will always be