[Hook: Ponderosa Twins Plus One & Brenda Lee]
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Refrain: Jorge]
All them other niggas lame, and you know it now
When a real nigga hold you down, you s'posed to drown
Bound
Bound
[Hook: Ponderosa Twins Plus One and Brenda Lee]
Bound to fall in love
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 1: Jorge]
What you doin' in the club on a Thursday?
She say she only here for her girl birthday
They ordered champagne but still look thirsty
Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty
I know I got a bad reputation
Walking around, I'm always-mad reputation
Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation
Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation
I turn the nightclub out of the basement
I'll turn the plane around, your ass keep complainin'
How you gon' be mad on vacation?
Dutty wining all around all these Jamaicans
Uh, this that prom shit
This is the what-wе-do-don't-tell-your-mom shit
This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit
Got a frеsh cut, straight out the salon, bitch
[Bridge: Jorge]
I'm not feeling so good
(crying)
[Refrain: Jorge]
Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures
One good girl is worth a thousand bitches
Bound
Bound
[Hook: Ponderosa Twins Plus One and Brenda Lee]
Bound to fall in love
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 2: Jorge]
I wanna fuck you hard on the sink
After that, get you something to drink
Step back, can't get spunk on the mink
I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Romey Romey Romey Romey Rome think?
Hey, you remember where we first met?
Okay, I don't remember where we first met
But hey, admitting is the first step
And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect
And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep
(Who the fuck wrote these fucking dumbass fucking lyrics?)
But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect
And hey, ayo, ay, we made it to Thanksgivin'
So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas
She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist
Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?
Maybe we could still make it to the church steps
But first, you gon' remember how to forget
After all these long-ass verses
I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Refrain: Jorge]
All them other niggas lame, and you know it now
When a real nigga hold you down, you s'posed to drown
Bound
Bound
[Hook: Ponderosa Twins Plus One and Brenda Lee]
Bound to fall in love
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 1: Jorge]
What you doin' in the club on a Thursday?
She say she only here for her girl birthday
They ordered champagne but still look thirsty
Rock Forever 21 but just turned thirty
I know I got a bad reputation
Walking around, I'm always-mad reputation
Leave-a-pretty-girl-sad reputation
Start a Fight Club, Brad reputation
I turn the nightclub out of the basement
I'll turn the plane around, your ass keep complainin'
How you gon' be mad on vacation?
Dutty wining all around all these Jamaicans
Uh, this that prom shit
This is the what-wе-do-don't-tell-your-mom shit
This that red-cup-all-on-the-lawn shit
Got a frеsh cut, straight out the salon, bitch
[Bridge: Jorge]
I'm not feeling so good
(crying)
[Refrain: Jorge]
Close your eyes and let the word paint a thousand pictures
One good girl is worth a thousand bitches
Bound
Bound
[Hook: Ponderosa Twins Plus One and Brenda Lee]
Bound to fall in love
B-B-B-B-Bound to fall in love
Uh-huh, honey
[Verse 2: Jorge]
I wanna fuck you hard on the sink
After that, get you something to drink
Step back, can't get spunk on the mink
I mean damn, what would Jeromey Romey Romey Romey Romey Romey Romey Rome think?
Hey, you remember where we first met?
Okay, I don't remember where we first met
But hey, admitting is the first step
And hey, you know ain't nobody perfect
And I know, with the hoes I got the worst rep
(Who the fuck wrote these fucking dumbass fucking lyrics?)
But hey, their backstroke I'm tryna perfect
And hey, ayo, ay, we made it to Thanksgivin'
So hey, maybe we can make it to Christmas
She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist
Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?
Maybe we could still make it to the church steps
But first, you gon' remember how to forget
After all these long-ass verses
I'm tired, you tired, Jesus wept
( Period Tears )
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