Cold Hart - New Girl

New girl tryna text me

I think that she sexy

She send me a message

In a bottle where you left it

Why she on the beach shore

Let me make your knees sore

One last time

You got some competition

She gave me a listen

Now she trying to find

What it is about me

I know that you're doubting

You think that I'm lying

Oh you think that I'm lying

Taking pics and texting

I know you'll forget me

Okay I'm lying

Driving down the 110

You take me to heaven, all the time

But you're all in my mind, yeah you're all in my mind

So I guess never mind, bitch

Why she on the beach shore

Let me make your knees sore

One last time

You got some competition

She gave me a listen

Now she trying to find