HeadPhones Lyrics
Wheres my MP3 player¿
Chorus-
Listen to the music when I get home
Sing it to myself all day long
She is that one typa R&B song
That makes me feel some typa way_
Cuz shawty you in my HeadPhones
Verse-
Listen to me cuz I listen to you on shuffle
Solvin trivias and surveys about you faster than mathematicians solve puzzles
And equations, Me plus You is simple
Like 1 and 1 is us that's a must thinkin up hooks about yo dimples
Cuz your important to me, To Do List
One of my prize possession, to do this
Not real good talkers, French kisses
I know we might think dirty but we both clean the dishes
I see you like my game, Playstation 4
You said you liked my name, That is Cshakuore
Temple at The End, but this isn't a books
School Modeling, you love my smarts and my looks
Kinda ironic supersonic faster than sonic on these beats
Text talk till twelve at tonight then I tuck in to go to sleep
Your ingredients ain't sugar, cinnamon, but you still sweet
Beautiful real beautiful but not edible so I can't eat
Hook-
I scroll down a lot, then put it on repeat
Start rockin wit it then start to move my feet
Dance the night away, tryta forget yesterday
Turn it up then plug you in
Chorus-
Listen to the music when I get home
Sing it to myself all day long
She is that one typa R&B song
That makes me feel some typa way_
Cuz shawty you in my HeadPhones
Verse-
Sounds really good when your in a song
Cuz your Mrs.Right, and nothin goes wrong
Had my heart go energizer, On and on and on
Real close to me, Protons Neutrons and Electrons
This ain't science, biology, psychology, but we got chemistry
Your my in my organ, meant that internally
Love you forever for it, I mean eternity
Your my bride, I mean theoretically speaking
My rhythm is bigger then a rectangular prism split in schisms
Relax to my typa leisure that make me get seizures and have a stigmatism
Ma-ma-maybe even a st-st-stutter to
bu*ter smooth, when I tryta use my game on you
That's why I blast my volume, Subwoofer in a car
Call myself DreemReecha and also TheStar
But to keep myself from goin cray cray and losin it
I go on Google Searchin cuz your my only music
Hook-
I scroll down a lot, then put it on repeat
Start rockin wit it then start to move my feet
Dance the night away, tryta forget yesterday
Turn it up then plug you in
Chorus-
Listen to the music when I get home
Sing it to myself all day long
She is that one typa R&B song
That makes me feel some typa way_
Cuz shawty you in my HeadPhones