Lyrics Tastebuds (For Breakfast) [feat. Ralo Stylez] - Swendal

I could be a doctor, but you gotta be patient, babe
See, you got a heart condition and I might need to operate
Scribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back
Scribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back

Girl, I knew you for a minute, since we was chitlins
Remember your lips and the way that you kiss it
Hard old, we been separated by distance
I hit you on the phone 'cause you know that I miss it
You can be the patient, I will be prescription
It's time for your refill, you ready? Come and get it
You still my missus
Though you feel different, been having this feeling
Let's start reminiscing

Art of the senses and of seduction
I ain't gotta go out with you when you clubbing
So don't pay attention when all them bitches claim that I'm with them
They are just jealous
Nah, you make it whole off that red eye
You get that two-piece mix like Popeyes
Two waffles, two eggs, and home fries
Skip the food and extras, how 'bout I have you with my breakfast?

I could be a doctor, but you gotta be patient, baby
See you got a heart condition and I might need to operate
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back

Let's keep things steady, you told me you ready
For the next level but it seems like every
Time that we say we should go half on a baby
You get housewife of Los Angeles crazy
How did this shade treat?
Pop up and shade me, over a female
This scene is shady, and we're both crazy
Don't wanna feel angry, right now we can't be
So I'ma own the scene

But, I ain't really tryna be seen
Sip a little cleco just to change the scene
Not surprised that I see you at the same scene
'Cause opposites attract, and it's crazy we on the same thing
Same vibe, not talking 'bout the magazine
We can't make up, no matter how mad we seem
It's so fly, you should be in five magazine
Breakfast in bed, crack your eggs and read a magazine

I could be a doctor, but you gotta be patient, baby
See, you got a heart condition and I might need to operate
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll come back
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll come back

Now you wear blue more, say that it feels more
When you're on my arm, now I feel the love swarm
Nothing above ours will give me a high ride
Like you're a butt car, love to cruise my eyes
And rub on your thighs
Ex or dumb guy, together we dumb fly
No pesticide, no killin' or fly
Girl, let's just ride, this realin' that we ride

Cinnamon and spice, flavors you like
But savor the time, this player's demise
Is that the life? Always got me on a flight
Tomorrow I'm gone, I call you daily to keep the love strong
I gave you money, you know, some shit to spend some huns on
I know you love them leather seats, you put your buns on
The air is free, but the lights cost to get 'em on
I know you precious, that's why I give you too many breakfasts

I could be a doctor, but you gotta be patient, babe
See, you got a heart condition and it might need to operate
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back
Prescribe you with a dose of this, a dose of that
Guarantee you'll call me back

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She love, baby, if you wanna be in my life, it's a thing
You gon' have to abide by, you feel me?
From slangin' ding-pods to goin' drive-bys, baby, the whole, damn it
Damn it, understand it? Yeah