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letra de treat her mad - dylan joel

what’s going on, never thought that i would be this way /
thinking back to how long it’s taken me to say /
that i can trust again, so know you’re always free to stay /
and we can spend the night as long as you’re a meter away /
na i’m just kidding, so listen baby please /
we go together more than rolls with bacon and cheese /
none of these ‘take a seat’ talks for you to wait and see /
cause i’ll be open to you more than a vacancy /
i know it’s blatantly obvious i ain’t mistaken /
mad conversation we making, i know that we gon’ make it /
be faking telling you, your dreams will come true /
but wait and see what i do, willing to prove, got nothing to lose /
na i’m just playing, i know i don’t often say it /
the picture that i portray has got nothing on spending days /
with that beautiful d-mn smile, innocence of a child /
with no idea what it can do to me, doesn’t take you a while, na /

/ chorus / think of all the sweet times we could have /
and you know i hate to see her sad /
always down to show that i need her bad /
i wanna treat her mad… treat her mad / x2 /

(remi)
i know the other girls are giving me the look like stylists /
but you’re the one i want to touch like mitas /
i mean we should go and become pariah’s, f–k society /
yep yeh f–k all of these socialites n’ /
i’d love to take you to the coast and drive /
but i’m too busy writing this so i don’t own the time /
plus your parents talk sh-t about our colour difference /
but we f–k so i guess you’ve got your culture right, right? /
when we get together it’s just camouflage prints /
leather and s-x inside car garages /
or rent one of your parents apartments /
you know i’m skeet skeetin’ all over the carpets /
let’s do it it’ll make the intercourse upmarket /
hardly anybody get’s to do this sh-t darling /
and when we finish up we can run to the fire escape /
try and escape, stand baked at the stars, sounds cool right /

/ chorus /

makes me nervous like a spelling bee, sweeter than a jelly bean /
relatively, think she’s a babe, no point telling me /
think i’m crazy, but lately i’ve just been dazing, at something with grace /
amazing how sweet the sound has been phasing me, baby /
yeh you only tie me down physically /
saying that you miss me, like the vancouver grizzlies /
we’ll get old together, antique so to speak /
and if you don’t believe me, i’ll prove it when we’re at our peak /
made of lace, don’t tempt me, time and place /
captured, no need to chase, ain’t ball game, every base /
something you can’t replace, but still, yeh just incase /
willing to give you sp-ce, there’s nothing better you’ll taste than that /
dope feeling that makes it feel so surreal and for real /
its so mad appealing while others out tryna wheel, and yet /
still they’re doing the same thing, depicted by what their brain thinks /
was looking at the right place, haven’t lost my game since /

sample / credits:
– ‘sitting in the park’ (1965) – billy stewart
– influence from sl!ck rick’s ‘sitting in the car’ & hi c’s ‘sitting in the park’

– b-ss & guitar by: pat gabriel, adam ball & caleb garfinkel
– cuts by: jai k

– mastered by: tommy spender

- dylan joel

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