yeah spending it on girls for the other guys
We were still romantic at heart, didn’t yet equate
sex to bug bites
deet your meat and have fun boys
I remember that day we caught homegirl’s eye in her brother’s hotel room.
She had just come out of the bathroom
in that towel
and was doing her hair in the mirror.
Then we got that house with him in Yucaipa and she started to crash.
we played guitar with her that night after everyone passed out drunk
ended up cuddling and shit
Asking her for her number the next morning and she was like,
“I live with you, SILLY!”
always tripping over our words
And then for a couple nights that became our habit
they’d wait for the house to fall asleep then sneak into bed
Cuddling. Staring at each other in the morning under the sheets.
That was cute.
Innocent.
yeah cause she had a secret boyfriend at the time
We almost caught her in that lie, when we chased her in the car.
we almost got the cops called on us
