Have you met Dr. Avery?
Talk about it
Cause everybody come and talk about it
Nobody wanna go and pray about it
Cause love don't come like this, don't shine like this
Like the ice on my wrist
Money come, and money go far
But love stay once in the heart
Don't let her go down, and get in her car and drive off far
"If you get to do it once, you get to do it twice"
That's bullshit, not good advice
Find that one and the one with the spice
Then run off to your home like the mice
Then throw up that uncooked rice
When you get home, you better do it thrice
You get one chance, make it precise
Make it precise, make it precise
Cause I know you wanna
Louis, Fendi, Prada
Fashion week designer
Your outfit be harder
Can't find one that's finer
You're that one one liner
The past now is higher?
Fuck that shit it's minor
Yeah I said it
I don't give a fuck wait a minute
Cause a one plus a one equals two, you and me?
And we such a pair like a fucking Siamese
And we running it back like the fucking seventies
Wanna go on a road trip? Let me get my keys
You and me in the pod, we the peas
Hold up, wait a minute, are we standing at an ease?
Y'all be saying that I've had enough
But I know deep down I haven't had enough
Don't you question me, I'm man enough
But any day I'm gonna run out of fucking luck
Wanna put me in the back of the seat? Handcuff
My girl man, she hot stuff
What you say, man? I call your whole bluff
I'm telling you that I haven't had enough
Cause I know you wanna
Louis, Fendi, Prada
Fashion week designer
Your outfit be harder
Can't find one that's finer
You're that one one liner
The past now is higher?
Fuck that shit it's minor
I let it
Don't want to admit it, but I let it
I let it slip out of my hands and go
"But Avery, you're moving out of country", I know
I know, I know, I know, I know
Met a new girl, let's take it slow, Allô
And she speaking French, let's go, Bonjour
« Ça va bien, et toi? » Let's go
It's finalized
With the way she looks through my eyes
I could hop in the car and drive for miles
With her next to me in the passenger seat
While she looking out the window at that back street
Few years later and my life complete
Our time together will never deplete
I must see, everything that makes her so sweet
Cause I know you wanna
Louis, Fendi, Prada
Fashion week designer
Your outfit be harder
Can't find one that's finer
You're that one one liner
The past now is higher?
Fuck that shit it's minor
Have you met Dr. Avery?
