Doorstep

Baby,
[Chorus (x4): 2Mex]
You make me wanna rob a bank
Just to leave the money on your doorstep
I don’t care about me, I wanna make sure you’re kept
In the latest fashion, smashin’, crashin’
[Verse 1: 2Mex]
I got your back like a war vet
I wanna drive you around in a Corvette
I want the world to revolve around you
and still be able to soar when I’m in your orbit
What you think?
I wanna melt down all the gold in the world
and make it accessible, only through your fingerprints
Keep the haters on the fence
Only your natural scent coming through the vents
I want the world to bow down at your feet
Everything you say is the name of every street
I wanna give you the cure for cancer for Christmas
Do what you will with it, just know you’re on my hit list
What do I have to do to see those little dimples
Is it as simple as Donald Trump’s head on a swivel?
I’ll encode and decipher the devil’s drivel
and sacrifice myself on the spittle for you to love me a little
Type you a picture of a drawing of a hologram
I charge the world to see you all because you’re in demand
Everyone is invisible when I hold your hand
I don’t think you understand
[Chorus x4]
You make me wanna rob a bank
Just to leave the money on your doorstep
I don’t care about me, I wanna make sure you’re kept
In the latest fashion, smashin’, crashin’
[Verse 2: Sophia Pfister]
Damn I look super cool in the lounge
On the bed of money that you got for me somehow
I feel so good, I think I’m in love with myself
And all the girls I’m a run with better just step on down
And it feels like a big world when my daydreams can roam
And it feels like ice cream drippin’ all over the cone
And it feels like mad love where the outlaws can go
And it feels like diamonds, velvet and gold
And I want more
I want more (x7)
[Chorus (x4)]
You make me wanna rob a bank
Just to leave the money on your doorstep
I don’t care about me, I wanna make sure you’re kept
In the latest fashion, smashin’, crashin’