Song: Doja Cat - Streets

Lyrics:
Damn papa, you a rare breed, no comparing
And it's motherf*****' scary
Tryna keep him 'cause I found him
Let a ho know I ain't motherf*****' sharing
I could take you to the parents, then to Paris
Plan a motherf*****' wedding
You the type I wanna marry and keep you merry
I'll put the ring on when you ready
We play our fantasies out in real life ways and
No Final Fantasy, can we end these games though?
You give me energy, make me feel lightweight
Like the birds of a feather, baby
We real life made for each other
And it's hard to keep my cool
When other b****** tryna get with my dude and
When other chickens tryna get in my coop
'Cause you're a one in a million
There ain't no man like you