Lyrics:
ain't romantic
I heard you got what I want
Why can't you pick up the phone
I never seen you before
I done been gone to long
Baby I hope you at home
I know
Moshin' try'na get by
Pushin' niggas to the floor, stampedes
Somebody gon' die
Bitch move! Bitch move!
Bitch move! Bitch move!
Bitch move motherfucker!
mean I'm losing right
It not romantic when we dine underneath them candle lights
We motivated by da dynamite da good times da good times
We enjoyed it
could still be my baby!
I hate it when you make me crazy!
Huh
From being the most hopeless romantic to being a joke the worst in the planet!
Ooh ooh
Some
video games
That'll make a dumb nigga sit back and think that's how you learn to aim
Man you silly as fuck if you think life's a game, all I know is pain
make my mind
Should I shut up? Ima chance it
Money going up, through the roof Ima chant it
Fly like Aladin they be calling me romantic
Takeoff
(Yeah,
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
I'm wit the wine glass to go
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of n****
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
I'm wit
and put a puncture in your liver
I can tell by the way you act so soft you like my type of nigga
Better get romantic with ya make love to ya by the river
Line for line bring it track by track
Fiends want it free better come and get some
Heat for the beat you know that'll done it
Creep on your man's how
make your body move
Just a little bit, aw
Right there
Right there
Right there
Right there
I need a touch as ya passing me by
Left hand on my glass
behind, this is often now a game
But I'm here with you wanting more, this time I can't be tamed
You better make your move, I'm ready
I'm not waiting
Young romantic heart
My friends all waving on
Whatever makes you happy
I have done
They laugh and point and shout
The bastard son of God
The measure
I got
Cause I gotta be honest this girl is kind of hot
Now she’s the kind of girl that makes your heart skip a beat
She’s the kind of girl that you
puddles
Getting my feet wet
Expected to make double
It's better to stay humble
Patience and dedication
Eventually creates numbers
Heads up take cover
Two
right now when I move boulders and
Volcanoes just to hold her again and hear her say no
Guess I’m the bad guy for trying to make amends here
Come let’s
of our lives
I’ll be by your side
So just give me a chance
To ask you for a dance
And show you how romantic I am!
I've been thinking about you, about us
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Thinking of ways to stand out
Got to be more than just fun
Got to be
Hoping to uplift the individual we could be better as a sum
One plus one could alleviate
phone calls
You had it in the way
That you'd say
Hard words that would make me want to stay
I get so romantic and lost when the season start to change
cuz no man
Other than me could see you and not make a move
And the loco thing is I haven't even blown it
You misinterpret paralysis for disinterest
So
the fucking weather girl
A queen has arrived, better move out my way
Better move out my way
These diamonds get me wet
It’s a domino effect
Bitch I do not play
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