Summer's over
And the money gone, I miss my mama
when the tide is low
Moon corrals us to the water and my daddy calls on his
Favorite daughter for a host of lovin' words
I might oblige him

If the money right, is the pussy good?
I keep it tight for the right one
Save it all for the right one
Call it perfect timing

Make it bounce, baby, do a little more
I've been wiped out, like, three times
Beat that shit, call me nine lives
I got perfect timing
I got perfect timing
Per—

I can't stop till my shit shine
I can't stop till I reach my perfect
Ticktock till it go away
Time waits for nary man
I regret all the things we said in haste
Knowin' the golden hour awaits for me
twilight calls my name
Wrist froze, let the ice call my name too loud
Double zeroes by my name now
And it'll all makes sense in the end
that's what they say to us
Spendin' our time smokin' that angel dust
We on perfect time, perfect timing
We got per—

Okay, we fell out, but where I've been?
See, I can't go, no, no, no, no, no more
Been around, up and down
Oh, been around myself
Been down on a lonely road, oh-oh-oh
We spend the night and kept it tidy
I'm so ready for many more, many more times
(Many more, many more, many more)
Talk love, girl, I need me plenty more (plenty more)
For many more, many more times