TeaMarrr – Chasing Amy Lyrics

 

Chasing Amy Lyrics

 

Are you sure?
Are you sure about me? Yeah
I mean, are you sure? Ooh
Are you sure about me? Yeah

Quit playin’
Tricks are for kids, you silly rabbit
But you keep sayin’
That you don’t got no tricks, what’s your silly habit?
Full disclosure, I kinda bite
I toss and turn throughout the night
And fuss and fight when moonlight strikes
And then when my 90’s dream goes from red to white
I’ma act like I’m your wife, hmm
Before you’ve even read your rights
And keep you up like every night
Smokin’ all your weed, straight up just for flight
Is that alright? (Is that alright?)

Are you sure about me?
Are you sure?

And when Mercury’s in retrograde
I might not want to fuck or shave
I might be a tease and misbehave
And kiss you when I feel ashamed
For bein’ mean and throwin’ shade
I might have thoughts on fuckin’ Zayn from One Direction
And ask you way too many questions
Just need to know your pure intentions, love

‘Cause I’ve been hurt before
And I get dick galore
And I got bipolar disorder
Are you sure?
‘Cause I can make you weak
And fuck you in your sleep
And act like wolf and sheep
I’m straight up savage
Are you sure about me?
Are you sure, babe?
‘Cause I’ll be yours, babe
Only if you’re sure, babe
Are you sure, motherfucker?
I’ll be yours, babe
Are you sure?
Just be sure about me, ooh

Hot and cold like Icy Hot
But cool as hell like Mikey Rocks
The vampire butterflies that you provide
Appear upside down, deep way inside
And when we lock eyes, I might make you sigh
And roll your eyes
Soon one day you’ll scrutinize
My love for
Champagne Papi, yep, I’ll try
When you call me babe and say you’re mine
I’ll simmer down and realize
That we don’t really have to hide behind
These white lies or fake disguise
Only if you’re sure, right?
I need to be sure, right

‘Cause I’m not used to this
You know, bein’ liked back
Gettin’ texts back real fast
Back rubs, make my ass clap
And I don’t wanna say somethin’ stupid like Frank
And I don’t wanna scare you so stupid like Frankenstein
But are you mine?
Like, oh, me, oh, mine, all in this time
If not, just cut the line
‘Cause I’m bi-tri-curious and I’m kinda, sorta, delirious
Baby, is you serious?
99 problems, gettin’ dick ain’t one
I got 99 problems, gettin’ rich ain’t one
Nothing’s really a problem if you don’t think it’s one
But are you sure about me?

‘Cause I’ve been hurt before
And I get dick galore
And I got bipolar disorder
Are you sure?
I can make you weak
And fuck you in your sleep
And act like wolf and sheep
Like straight up savage
Are you sure about me?
Are you sure, babe?
Are you sure, babe?
‘Cause I’ll be yours, babe
If you’re sure, babe
Are you sure, motherfucker?
I’ll be yours, motherfucker
Are you sure?
Just be sure about me

I’ve been hurt before
Look, I’ve been hurt before
I’ve been hurt before
Just be sure about me, yeah
Just be sure about me, yeah