AFTERNOON SHOWER

I'm here to see my younger brother I'm his older brother, Gator Hey Hi, Angela Nice to meet you Come on in Thanks How ya doin'? Good Good, Alright Flipper It's your brother My brother? Hey She likes them black men standing over 6 feet tall See this weird tattoo when she takes off her bra And she lives ten minutes west of LA, in East Hollywood She's friends with young rich bitches and some old white people And the irony is that she don't like them either But she goes ahead and puts up with them, plus the pay is good She got the peach lipstick, and Chanel scent And the way she walks with confidence It all just makes me feel some type of way She took me back to her pavilion With a smile that's worth a million Wonder if it's real, is this life today? You got some white girl singing in the shower In the afternoon You got some white girl singing in the shower In the afternoon You got some white girl singing in the shower In the afternoon You got some white girl singing in the shower In the afternoon Party in the hills with pure white lines With Solange playing under the dim, dim lights Too high in the moment, don't know how I ended up in the kitchen Now I don't know if I'm fit for the mild high life And it don't help that I constantly fear of dying But for someone like her, I honestly just might risk it She got the peach lipstick, and Chanel scent And the way she walks with confidence It all just makes me feel some type of way She took me back to her pavilion With a smile that's worth a million Wonder if it's real, is this life today? Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Living the dream in Malibu (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Gazing over the ocean blue (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Even with this, I still think of you (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Love) I'd rather be Inglewood (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) City of Angels don't feel right to me (Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Uh, are you feeling me now with this? I done got everybody invested Bitches lining up just to see me Cannot get overwhelmed, I'm protected You was the only one there, you defected Never knocking the hustle, I no longer struggle I'm calling it double directed Got here with my brothers, supporting my mother My family finally resting And I'm still can't legally drink, a young entertainer with standards Bitch with a flannel, she really Ned Flanders Putting that Dharma Wheel right on the banner Fucking on beat, recognize what I'ma be That's P-O-E C-E-T-E You niggas stay running from the individual Never forget who you'll forever see You got some white girl singing in the shower (She look good!) In the afternoon You got some white girl singing in the shower In the afternoon, ooh, ooh White girl singing in the shower Oh, just spread your wings White girl singing in the shower In the afternoon You got the white girl singing in the shower You got the white girl swaying with the palm trees You got some white girl singing in the shower All over the ocean In the afternoon