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Rey Santoya

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I knew this girl that I use to chase up and down the flight of stairs
We were both kids, back when I had the blue Nike Airs
They brought me over so they can take care
Of us, as long as we weren't too loud and played fair
Years later, you all grown, working 9-5 in department stores
But you deserve marble floors, bookshelves with Art of War
Present while I'm waiting patiently for your grace and savory
That face I crave to see on the latest date with me
Glad I ever met you - since then, you lived in my mind
Crept and step through so while I'm spitting this rhyme
I reminisce, bound to split just to find
You, a childhood friend, the brownest prettiest dime
The need of an independent girl got me thinkin' of you
The Bonnie to my Clyde, talkative Mexican with pearls

She's the girl of my dreams, all of my dreams

I'll stop and spit an ode to, I wanna get to know you
The arguments and divorces, and the nauseous shit you go through
I fantasized us growing up together in high school
I'm the weirdo, you were the fashionista with diamonds on your ear lobes
And nice dresses, jewelry, sparkling with lip gloss
I get pissed off, cuz with you, it seems hard just for quick talk
Got your jewels rockin' plus you smell great
Wifey type, lookin' good, cookin' food hotter than hell's gate
Laying side by side in bed and starin' at the ceiling
We both wondering if or not we both care what we feeling
Then we expose feelings and kiss
But instead, that never happened, you forgot that I even exist

She's the girl of my dreams, all of my dreams

Sorry that I sound creepy
Sorry that I sound incompetent, never had the confidence
When it came to girls, never had the common sense
To think of them as humans instead of vehicles of sex
That abandon you, maybe it was subtle hatred
Of never having that sacred connection
As a child with a strong and powerful female
Motherly, she would be beautiful down to the detail
Instead she was absent, bringing home some diamond rings
Clothes, designer bling, and other shiny things
That looked stolen, I'd be home alone
Waiting, asking Grandma if it's her calling when I heard her ringing mobile phone
But it wasn't, so I grew up thinkin' if she had two X chromosomes
She would be too good to be in my life
So I started treating you like city waste,
And make you question yourself
Such an ugly truth for someone with a pretty face

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