A.B. - Parallels lyrics

[Hook: Ab] Hey you, I... Want you, I... Won't you, I... Give this thing a try? Won't you, I... Won't you, I... Won't you, I... Give a try? [Verse 1: Black Milk] Yea, so, um You got the look flaunted So bad I got to write a hook on it Too bad, I should have wrote a book on it One taste, nine n***as hooked on it Other chicks shook on it Bad girls get X-ed out First one is done, considered my ex now Second one is none, couldn't keep the stress down Third one's a charm, so let's bounce, bounce Better flow, yea that's what we headed fo' Pedals on the flo', put you on the pedestal We both young, the night's younger So let's not waste time hung up on life's slumbers But get back in the bed and get under nice covers Ignoring them phone calls when your cell phone's buzzing You keep coming/cumming, make it a wine toast And yea I got to look when you lay and your thighs close, and uh [Hook] [Verse 2: Black Milk] It's like, I keep it raw, we should keep it honest From slow raps, relax, to lower back ma**ages Hard to achieve, hard to believe Time's hard when you wear your heart on your sleeve, but Emotions get involved, s**, had her sending text emoticons Open arms, yea, to a Detroit player They probably throwing cash like Detroit players -- Detroit's mayor, cha Baby girl, it's me and you up in the air, two up in the air Dro smoke blew up in the air, so What we do up in the bed don't compare, yea I hope we stay timeless, down for a long time You took your time[?], but Just be prepared whenever they see I'm with you They get those 21 questions, whenever the spotlight hits you I'm on [Hook w/ harmonizing from Ab] [Cut and scratch to fade: Black Milk]