New Yorkers on dating apps
Treat each other like a new restaurant
They wanna eat at
Something that might get 5 stars
If they come in hot, lookin’ like advertised
They make you split the check I think not
Nobody gets the prize, no let’s go get a drink
You say “gotta go”, just cut your losses
Catch another match in the zone
Save your dough, “Hey what’s good?
I’m in your hood, you up? whatcha doin’?
You wanna grab a six and kick it on your stoop?
“I know it’s late but fuck it, we ain’t got nobody else
Right now we’re all alone, just me and you
so much that we can do”
“Nah, I’m cool I’m chillin’ at home
just wanna be in bed with my laptop and my phone
don’t feel like giving head”
OK so you struck out again, dust yourself off and hit the bar
It’s only half past ten. “I’m pouring, just say when”
Ooo c’mon you aint gonna die
Just cause you got no love
No way you’re gettin’ by tonight
Ooo ooo ooo
Go have yourself a good cry and some fries
It’s a dry phase but someday the south shall rise again
I woke up next to my friend, not feelin’ good about it
Think I might have came in her ass
I don’t know, maybe I should ask if she remembers something
Or maybe I should wait until she bitches me out
My head hurts, gotta work, I gotta get the fuck out this bed
I want some breakfast, I want bacon, pancakes and eggs
And a side of pussy, where’d you go my kitty cat?
My little dick hole, must’ve left me when I called you fat, but in a good way
My brain hurts
My head hurts
My body hurts
My life hurts
My soul hurts
My penis hurts
Our, our, our feelings hurt
“We ain’t got nobody else
Right now we’re all alone, just me and you
so much that we can do”
Ok, they say everything’s about sex except sex
I got a reflex, checkin’ every spandex
I mean heck, what the hell am I to stand next
One man’s left, now she’s sitting their with pants wet
And I guess a brother can’t let, another chance get in
because they can’t bet, her hand left when she spam text
I’m grown dog, I don’t need all the anguish.
Ooo c’mon you ain’t gonna die
Just cause you got no love
No way you’re gettin’ by tonight
Ooo ooo ooo
Go have yourself a good cry and some fries
It’s a dry phase but someday the south shall rise again
Ooo c’mon you ain’t gonna die
Just cause you got no love
No way you’re gettin’ by tonight
Ooo ooo ooo
Go have yourself a good cry and some fries
It’s a dry phase but someday the south shall rise again
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Imani Coppola's music is amazing! I have never heard a bad album or track by her. Buy all the tracks you can find, you will not regret it. She is able to combine solid musical ability and songwriting with comedy, heart, and wit. This is a rare combination that should never be undervalued. Much love goes out to you Imani Coppola. rolandance
Breezy, lush R&B perfect for warm weather, inspired by Afro-Indigenous artist Clara Kent's heritage, culture, and personal journey. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 6, 2023
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Just when you thought her songwriting and melodies couldn't get any better, they just did!
The lyrics are more mature than ever, able to change your mind about something, or help you find that missing link.
Musically, she's not afraid to go into new territories without losing her roots. Well done, can't wait for the next album! Alfredo Vargas