| [Intro: Alex Orr] | |
| Wassup ladies and gentlemen | |
| This your host DJ Sentra | |
| How y'all doing on this fine summer evening | |
| The time is now 7:50 and it's 76 degrees with a cool summer breeze | |
| You're listening to hot 82.4 and this smooth track I'm 'bout to play reminds me of my first girlfriend | |
| Haha | |
| Hate that bitch | |
| But anyways (yeah) here's Ryan Trey (yeah) Mutual Butterflies | |
| [Verse 1] | |
| I give you parts of my heart I've never seen before | |
| I let you paint my black and white feelings to pink and gold | |
| Lil girl I let you drive my car | |
| I let you see my room | |
| I let you drink my juice, nobody drinks my juice | |
| I let you get too comfortable (yeah) | |
| You wasting my time | |
| I know I shoulda hit you with that duck and roll (yeah) | |
| And now my niggas like I told you so (yeah) | |
| But then my momma told me real eyes realize, baby | |
| Realize this girl for you | |
| You the only one trippin, she gave her soul to you | |
| I guess she right, I mean she cool, I mean she tight | |
| I mean if we speaking on facts I guess she's something that I like | |
| Or maybe date | |
| Or maybe wife | |
| Oh I'm trippin' | |
| Did I admit that I'm slippin' for a girl like you? | |
| I guess I could try to | |
| The only problem is you make me nervous | |
| But then you told me that I make you nervous too | |
| [Hook] | |
| I guess that's mutual | |
| Butterflies | |
| (yeah) | |
| (yeah) | |
| That's just the way it goes | |
| You're what I'm waiting on | |
| I'm just so used to hurtin' | |
| This love just makes me nervous | |
| But it's just mutual | |
| Butterflies | |
| (yeah) | |
| (yeah) | |
| [Verse 2] | |
| Aye | |
| These love things are mutual, when they somewhat beautiful | |
| Guess my heart could get used to you, feel you when you arrive | |
| You ain't even touch the porch yet | |
| I come to you when I'm upset | |
| With you I can forget that I'm hurtin' | |
| And when I'm low you pull me from the bottom | |
| I know I get lost but I ain't really searchin' when I know you got it (yeah) | |
| Where have you been? I shoulda heard about it | |
| Damn, I love it | |
| Cause see when I'm with you, I feel a nigga lose his problems | |
| Things you teach me, make me reconsider college | |
| Too many colors used to make a nigga nauseous | |
| Red, blue feelings make a nigga look like Compton | |
| Bruce Lee kick it, just call off of work if you with it | |
| Babe, I've never had a you before | |
| And you a present and a future goal | |
| Cause I gave you my soul, you gave one back | |
| Who woulda known that this was | |
| [Hook] | |
| Mutual butterflies | |
| (yeah) | |
| (huh) | |
| You know who this for, (right) |