Sound on Saturday: Obsessed With You by Central Cee
Your hair's under my pillow Toke, so I sleep, I dreamt of you one night wishing you'd be mine!¡ enjoy babe.....
Your hair's under my pillow so I sleep (so I sleep)And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (Nastylgia) (at my feet)I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believeWhen you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me)I hope a trap boy's your type (why?)'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright)I get that your standards highBut I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally)When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm)You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guysYou're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin')I followed you, I followed you today, I was in my car (alright)I wanted to come see you from afar (at my feet)If you turned around and saw me, I would dieWhen you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me?Bad one and she photogenic (alright)Instagram got a lot of impressions (uh-huh)She think I'm a G and I don't need loveBut I need some thug affection (literally)If I fell off tomorrow, would you still love me?Man, I got 21 questions (like 50)In the trap with the cats, domesticsShe doin' lashes, somethin' cosmeticThey shot their shot, she read itThey slid in DM with somethin' generic (huh)She don't even like goin' out, got a new outfit, but nowhere to wear it (alright)She think that I'm being disloyal, and I'm in the streets with couple of killys(You ain't gotta) you ain't gotta worry 'bout none of these hoesI'm grown, I'm done with these bitches(Done with these bitches, done with these bitches)Your hair's under my pillow, so I sleep (so I sleep)And I'm dreaming of you leaving roses at my feet (at my feet)I'm obsessed with you in a way I can't believeWhen you wipe your tears, do you wipe them just for me? (Me, me, me, me)I hope a trap boy's your type (why?)'Cause I don't have a nine-to-five (alright)I get that your standards highBut I'm not a random guy, I'm different (literally)When I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch it (calm)You said you don't like my life, you said you don't like my guysYou're trippin', trippin' (you're trippin')I hope a trap boy's your type'Cause I don't have a nine-to-fiveI get that your standards highBut I'm not a random guy, I'm differentWhen I write my rhymes, you say you don't like that line, I'll switch itYou said you don't like my life(When you wipe your tears do you wipe them just for....)
Songwriters: Alexander George Edward Crossan / Emmanuel Chinonyerem Oparah / Victoria Beverley Walker / Oakley Neil H Caesar Su
Obsessed With You lyrics © Bmg Rights Management (uk) Limited, Because Editions, Sony Music Publishing (uk) Ltd, American Football Music