[Intro: T.Cooke]

Sounds so beautiful, don't you agree?

This that ride with the top down

Let your hair blow in the wind, catch a vibe

Yeah...

[Verse 1: T.Cooke]

Sittin' in my dorm room with nothing to do

We had a mutual friend, so I had to pursue

Hit you on Facebook chat in 2009...

Got lost in your green eyes, you were so fine

I introduced myself, I just wanted to talk

Conversed for 30 minutes, it straight from the heart

You were far from stuck up, to my surprise

Beautiful like the sunrise, in the morning time

We ended the convo, cause you had to go

Found out yo was single, I was glad to know

That I had a chance, tho it seemed far fetched

My Louis Lane, I could be your Clark Kent

You gave me your number, but I didn't blow you up

Wanted to put my bid in so you know wassup

You started talking to this dude so I fell back

I didn't wanna be rude, so I held back

All my feelings that I had for you tho we never met

In person, but I knew one day that we'd would connect

Sent you birthdays texts, just to keep in touch

You was on my mind, tho we didn't speak as much

I let you do your thing, then I played the background

It's funny how every comes back 'round

Then you told me you transferred to ODU

All my prayers & dreams started coming true

Then one day you seen me, right before my show

You said "Hey Boy" then I turned my head slow

I turned around, it was you, so unexpected

I had to make sure I stayed cool, calm, & collected

You gave me a hug, & we chatted for few

Told you I had a show & that you come should come thru

I told you the time & you said no doubt

'Til you found out all the tickets were sold out

I found out, she was talkin to this white guy

He wasn't me so I knew he won't the right guy

For her & all the things that she had mapped out

It's kinda funny how every thing panned out

He couldn't handle your glow, he only dimmed your shine

Whole time, I been waiting patiently in line

And now, I think its time for us to get acquainted

I just want a shot, & I know that ima make it

Like Beyonce, I been fighting temptation

Crushin' on you, when I got a situation

Gave 'em your heart, now I know its mad vacant

I been down for you ever since you had braces

Cause you doper than dookie ropes & fat laces

Stay curving dudes cause they mad basic

Wanna take you to art exhibits and wine tastings

Tryna' give you that Brown Sugar, Sanan Lanthan

I ain't even tryna rush, we just gotta pace it, ya know?

We just gotta pace it (We just gotta pace it)

[Outro: T.Cooke]

Hold up I need a moment

Wanna take you to the MOMA

I'm just tryna stay focus

Take you out maybe get a little closer