Red Lotus - I Got Shit To Do Lyrics

Good morning
Good evening
Or goodnight
Depending on where you're at
So um
This is
This is like my perfect
Definition of a perfect girl
Um
Or whatever
At times
I need
You to lie me
Paint a prefect picture
Tell me that you cook, clean
And you enjoy doing dishes
Tell me you ain't really worried
Bout them other women
Long as I tell you about it
You aint trippen
Just stay honest
And be forgiven
I won't treat you different
I think you mean that shit
Say
You only want me that's it
Took
A long time to believe that shit
Women these days
In this age
Say anything to sell that dream
To be the wife
To be the queen
The more than just a
One night fling
Ecstasy
Morning sex
And porno scenes
But you don't need that shit
You say
You say
They can have that there look
Place ya bag right there
Made you a pallet of pillows yeah
It's like your own little palace
Yeah
You don't even gotta
Move it when you leave
It can just stay stay right there
You should stay right there
Don't go nowhere
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I gotta bust a move
Can't get accustomed to
Lovin' you
Wish the best to you
Good health and vegetables
Blessings too
She the artistic type that like
Fairy tales and such
Pacifying swings in the spring
Autumn leaves
With kisses from dandelions
And streams of
Everything she once dreamed of
That celestial stuff
I keep her around cus
The rest of you suck
Medicinal love
Hold that thought
Feel the breeze in my
Rusty truck
Dusty roads
With nowhere to go
We cuddled up
Subtle touch
Red cups and
Back rubs
Come gimme hug
If you're into gettin rubbed
Saddle up
Kill it like a
Matador
I can't get enough
That's a
Hell of a view of vineyards
She never been here before
According to me
I have 10 girls or more
That's a lie
Pull up on me
With your Honda Accord
I got gas money, got gas money
We can go and explore
Wait, We can go and
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I got shit to do I got
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I got shit to do I got shit to do
I got shit to do
I got shit to do
I got shit to do

Good morning
Good evening
Or goodnight
Depending on where you're at
So um
This is
This is like my perfect
Definition of a perfect girl
Um
Or whatever
At times
I need
You to lie me
Paint a prefect picture
Tell me that you cook, clean
And you enjoy doing dishes
Tell me you ain't really worried
Bout them other women
Long as I tell you about it
You aint trippen
Just stay honest
And be forgiven
I won't treat you different
I think you mean that shit
Say
You only want me that's it
Took
A long time to believe that shit
Women these days
In this age
Say anything to sell that dream
To be the wife
To be the queen
The more than just a
One night fling
Ecstasy
Morning sex
And porno scenes
But you don't need that shit
You say
You say
They can have that there look
Place ya bag right there
Made you a pallet of pillows yeah
It's like your own little palace
Yeah
You don't even gotta
Move it when you leave
It can just stay stay right there
You should stay right there
Don't go nowhere
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I gotta bust a move
Can't get accustomed to
Lovin' you
Wish the best to you
Good health and vegetables
Blessings too
She the artistic type that like
Fairy tales and such
Pacifying swings in the spring
Autumn leaves
With kisses from dandelions
And streams of
Everything she once dreamed of
That celestial stuff
I keep her around cus
The rest of you suck
Medicinal love
Hold that thought
Feel the breeze in my
Rusty truck
Dusty roads
With nowhere to go
We cuddled up
Subtle touch
Red cups and
Back rubs
Come gimme hug
If you're into gettin rubbed
Saddle up
Kill it like a
Matador
I can't get enough
That's a
Hell of a view of vineyards
She never been here before
According to me
I have 10 girls or more
That's a lie
Pull up on me
With your Honda Accord
I got gas money, got gas money
We can go and explore
Wait, We can go and
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I got shit to do I got
See
See
See
I can't keep on fuckin' you cuz
I might fall in love with you
And
And
And
I know that's the fuckin' truth
But
I just can't be movin' loose
I got shit to do
I got shit to do I got shit to do
I got shit to do
I got shit to do
I got shit to do