Ayy, slip, slide, tryna provide for me, for me, for me
Find me somewhere out in London, you know that's the hideaway
I need some head and some moral support from you right away
Since I been makin' donations to you like United Way
You know how I do
Stories you told me 'bout him, I can see that it's night and day
He told me the truth
Walkin' from here to my bedroom, it feel like it's miles away
It's too many rooms