Cyhi The Prynce - TV lyrics

[Verse 1] Girl you looking at an East Atlanta n***a with some decent manners But in the sheets, I'm a beast to handle I'm talking s** in the living room, looking at repeats of Scandal Drinking Remy, watching Martin, come and be my Tisha Campbell First we gon need the camera, hope you didn't bring pajamas It's hard to sit calm when you're wetter than the English Channel Like the HBO show, Imma make you sing soprano Never been a family guy, but ever son needs his Sanford So if we get married with children just know I'm ready and willing Tell Peggy I'm feeling like it's a different world Since we were freshmen at Hillman Let's make some home improvements, I'm talking 80 [?] I need a b**h with an a**, and some hair that's Brazilian Not the type to get mad or jealous with the rest of the women Them black bottles is coming, Prince of Bel-Air's in the building I'm going home with Topanga, what an incredible feeling [Hook] We having s** with the TV on [x4] [Verse 2] They say if you watch CNN and SportsCenter While you having s** you're more likely to put a boy in her Who would you rather f** than a future Grammy award winner Spend your Christmas on an island, you gon have a short winter But all you watch is VH1 and BET f** a reality show, it's already hard enough being me But in the B E D, you the bomb baby, TNT Brain so good she helped a n***a get a GED [?], I know you're tired of living single So f** with me baby, I'll put a ring on every finger In relationships I seen it all, I feel like Jerry Springer Or like Steve Harvey the first time he met Regina So, let's make our Saturday night live Everybody hates Cris, so we order white wine And we all yell cheers, after that get your coat So we can go somewhere remote, different strokes for different folks [Hook] [Sample - Stevie Wonder] I don't know why I love you I don't know why I love you I don't know why I love you, but I love you [Verse 3] I thought this was love at first sight Even though we f**ed on the first night But I was so naive so I Thought I'd write you this song before I leave You was young and I thought that I could change you I ain't from New England but I thought that I could main you I'm thankful that we broke up cause it was painful Like kids on my taxes, I thought that I could claim you And you walked around like you Mama's little angel