MEET YOU AT HOME. × Devante Swing
Let's show the world you're my golden girl
When we shoppin', they see us on the streets
They say, "Son, scooped a hot one"
You taste like banana cake
You shaped like the number eight
And you my number one candidate
I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial
Sweatin', knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo
I get the chills when you in my sight
Feels like it's meant to be right
Thank God I found you
I feel a rush when I kiss you at night! 🧡
