Letra Cuban Pete V1 - SZA
Dominos, dominos, dominos (x3)
Your love's like dominos, dominos, dominos
Dominos, d-dominos
I went outside on a bright Monday morning
I sat with my dog and read some new books I just bought
I wrote a poem about you
In a couple of moments I know that you know this
But I know you're just scared of yourself (of yourself, of yourself, Cuz I helped)
Don't work hard as you
The things that you wish you could do but
I can't, I can't nah I'm just tripping (I'm just slipping)
Young rose, they ask you not to grow here
[Tanning?] where you show, seek what's on your mind just one thing to know my dear
The dirt is not for you
Can't absorb the light, stick only to truth
And this is what I know my dear
Show me, you show me, you show me, you show me, you show me
Grow me, you grow me, you grow me, you grow me, you grow me
Dominos, dominos, dominos, dominos
My mind's like dominos, dominos, dominos, dominos
Falling like dominos, dominos
Falling like dominos, dominos
Young Rose, they said don't you grow here
Oh no I let myself float here
On a kite let us ride yes I came from the third follow me as your Lead and we can just chill back and converse, converse, converse
Converse
It hurts, I swear it hurts the way you walk, without a verse I talk, without my mouth we speak, just thunderclouds