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[Verse 1: Phonte]
Been two months since Iâve seen ya girl itâs insane
Youâre the last one on my body baby nothinâ has changed
So many ladies callinâ for me lookinâ so nice
Iâm a man ya understand but with you I wanna do it right
[Bridge]
Iâm just takinâ my time, girl I do it for you
Cause Iâm in danger baby, tryna find a way through
Iâm just takinâ my time baby this is my truth
One more thing Iâm cominâ back to you
[Hook]
Gotta make it through the night
Oh, I canât wait to get home to you again
Gotta make it through the night
I canât wait to get home to you again
[Verse 2: Eric]
All these ladies lookinâ lovely in the VIP line
I love my girl and Iâm loyal but that donât make me blind
Up in the after-party beinâ chased around
One more night gotta hold my ground
[Hook]
Gotta make it through the night
Oh, I canât wait to get home to you again
Gotta make it through the night, Oh
Oh, I canât wait to get home to you again
[Bridge]
[Verse 3: Phonte]
Iâm lookinâ at your body parts
Wearinâ that dress like it was body art
My body starts respondinâ
But my mind says no and I start rewindinâ
This inner war got my mind and body Hotel Rwanding
Just lookinâ for a Cheadle in the haystack
To keep the peace and take the edge off of my deep fears
Shawty said she had a happy home with three kids
Up until her man ran out like the beat did
Came back four years later like a leap year
Sayinâ âI canât live without you and I sleep weird
The bedâs too big and it all connectsâ I get it
What good is an architect if he ainât got a T-square
To work the angles and keep him in line
So when I think of leavinâ home I just keep him in mind
So many try to be mister man
But when the bullshit hits the fan
You really tellinâ yo kids that you risked it all for that bitch off of Instagram?
Nah, donât do it, mission abort
These streets ainât a game and it isnât a sport
Better learn how to pass or ya shitâll get torched
I done seen so many love stories
Began with one shorty bare on your couch
Now she airinâ you out in one forties
It seemed perfect now you out here feelinâ distressed
She wasnât perfect, you just didnât know her shit yet
And thatâs the case for anybody whose looks fascinate
Gotta go past the face
Or else you just might end up with a basket case, yikes!
They all campaigninâ, so run for ya life
Like that yâall (that yâall), like this yâall (this yâall)
And if you up in the club gettinââ too much love
Better run off on the plug like Prince Paul
Phontigallerro so official
[Outro]
Here I go again
Right outside your door
Hey girl let me in
Wait no more
I made it through the night
Made it through the night
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- Tigallerro