Yo, yeah girl,
Can you hear that? It's playing our song...
Are you sleepy? Take a nap...
You're not afraid of the dark? Are you?
You hear the beat as it makes ya not wanna go to sleep
I knock on Dakota's door, its locked so I go to creep
Round the back, with binoculars, not cause I wanna peep
But because I'm hungry she smells like tacos I wanna eat
Visions of hot chocolatey marshmallows all so sweet
With sugar plums, oh look here comes Marshall he's on your street
He's placing hot smoldering charcoals beneath your feet
Now walk on
Writers: Marshall Mathers , ANDRE YOUNG , Mark Batson , Dawaun Parker , Trevor Lawrence Jr.
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