Lyrics:
wasting no time
I'll be late
So don't wait up
By any means
Trying to get this paper
She might complain
We gone kiss and make up
I'm on my way
Leave
was gon' make it
From performing at Pep Rallys, showcases, talent shows
That I had to sell tickets for, just to get up in that ho
Now raise your hand
shit to make you dance
And what you get is the best damn thing
To happen to this country since the moon landing
Since Tommy got dubbed by Eli Manning
going through
Come on and give me a kiss
Come on, I insist
I'll be something new
A metamorphosis
Things are different now when I walk by
You start
they'll kiss you on ya cheek, then you'll wind up on the cross
Real shit
You can listen if you wanna
The niggas who set you up will be at ya funeral hugging
dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has this been
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break!
For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break!
For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
Let me dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has
dream that it's true!
Kiss me twice, then once more.
That makes thrice, let's make it four!
What a break! For Heaven's sake!
How long has this been
free to roam
Where you come from, where you going?
Where you come from, where you going?
Do it all then it all again, y'all
Make it up and you
I'm leaving messages and voice-mails
Telling you I miss you
Baby, am I doing too much?
Why you trynna dis me
When I just wanna kiss you
Baby, am I
to a critic
Man, I got so much shit up on my plate dawg
I was hangin' on them corners late
Pockets wasn't straight, bitch
I ain't gon' make it at this rate,
Hold up
I used to run upstairs to kiss and greet my granny
But now I'm running up the stairs to win and kiss my Grammy
I'm on so Watch the number that
I missed planes I was supposed to be on
Held up by the Kings of Neon
Dancin' in that midnight shade of blue
So I thank my lucky stars
With my hand
be there to hold you when no one's by your side
Imma' be all that you need, baby
I'll hit that spot, make you scream "baby"
Pillows get crushed by your
I hop out the X6 by the Lexus do that walk baby girl yeah that's it fresh shit sipping cappuccino and my neck sick diamond on my neck lit fresh shit
Out the window
Look what's happening
In my prism
Watching day by (day by day)
In my humour (hah)
Kiss and make up friend
Out the window
Look
It's politics, it's all a fix, set up by these white blue-collared hicks
Just to make a dollar off of black music with a subliminal ball of tricks
But
makes me human
Yes I'm a winner
Don't get that shit confused babe
Kiss me in the moonlight
We can do that anytime
Got to prioritize
Running out of time
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