Testo With You

(Verse)
Tired of being lonely,
Waiting for my homie.
Looking at my phone,
Waiting for that call, telling me that you can come home.

(Pre-Chorus)
Another glass of it right now, This would be my eight round.
Now everything’s a blur,
You kind of look like her, but all I can think is you, you.
Baby, at you, at you,
There she goes.

(Chorus)
I don’t wanna dance with you, no
I don’t wanna dance with you, no,
I don’t wanna dance with you,
I don’t wanna dance with you, with you, with you.

(Verse)
So she ask me why you come here
Shouldn’t you be at home? Be at home, at home, at home.

(Pre-Chorus)
Another glass of it right now,
This would be my ninth round.
She said “I could do it good”
Either if she could, but all I can think of is you, you,
Baby, at you, at you,
There she goes.

(Chorus)
I don’t wanna dance with you, no
I don’t wanna dance with you, no,
I don’t wanna dance with you,
I don’t wanna dance with you, with you, with you.