You fit
Better than a pair of jeans, baby
Fill me up better than a feast, baby
Don’t think I could ever let you leave, baby
Yeah
You fit
Like your mama made you just for me, baby
Stroke making me forget to breathe, baby
That face looking like a seat, baby
Yeah, yeah
Only been about a month
but my body been on
this is baby daddy baby
cuz I might let you do it
I might let you shoot it
Cause she need some milk
She need some real, real bad
Real bad
My ego get built up
Cause I can get you bricked up
Like I’m buildin a crib up with no effort
We can play house no pressure
Call me mama, I’ll call you papa
We can pop off
We can pause if you need it
I get conceited when you say that she the best
Say it again (she the best)
Say it again (she the best)
Say it again (she the best)
Take me to bed
Cause you fit
Better than a pair of jeans, baby
Fill me up better than a feast, baby
Don’t think I could ever let you leave, baby
Yeah, yeah
You fit
Like your mama made you just for me, baby
That stroke making me forget to breathe, baby
And that face looking like a seat, baby
Word, yeah
The atoms between us have melted away and we’re one tonight
When I see the white of your eyes
I know I’m doing it right
I love how you coach me when I’m close to the peak
And I feel you growing but love how you hold back for me
I get conceited when you say that I’m the best
Say it again (she the best)
Say it again (she the best)
Say it again (she the best)
Take me to bed
You fit
Better than a pair of jeans, baby
Fill me up better than a feast, baby
Don’t think I could ever let you leave, baby
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You fit
Like your mama made you just for me, baby
That stroke making me forget to breathe, baby
That face looking like my favorite seat, baby
“When I ask you about your first love I am always secretly hoping that you will say your own name. Now, wouldn’t that be beautiful – to above else have a heart that was proud of itself.”
“I’ve wasted a lot of time in my life. I’ve thought too much about what people will say or what they’re gonna think. And sometimes it’s over silly things like going to the grocery store or going to the post office. But there have been times when I really stopped myself from doing something special. All because I was scared someone might look at me and decide I wasn’t good enough. But you don’t have to bother with that nonsense. I wasted all that time so you don’t have to.”
— Julie Murphy, Dumplin’
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