Little piece of Netflix and Chill
Netflix and chill, you know the drillIt's ten past eleven and you're wanting a piece of heaven, You hit her up late at night,knowing exactly you ain't no knightNo knight in shinning armor, just a guy with a lot of dramaIronically enough, she has hopemaybe one day you'd be dopeDope enough to hold her hand, treat her right and show her off.Till one day she gets fed up, and answers another callA guy that treats her right, and his title is of knight.
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My community