Lyrics:
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
You can tell by my Mañana
I'm a Latin from Manhattan
And not Havana
Though I does the rhumba for yas
And I call myself
I'm just tryna' find Tartaria
Yeah I'm searchin' for Tartaria
Uh, yeah
Follow my soul cause I'm so protected
Like the gel that's inside of the Dr.
at? In the middle, yup
Mommy, if you got a fat ass, make it jiggle, yup
Put it in my next video shot by Little X
And M-E-F gon' work 'til their ain't
(Pop)
Foul ball, these niggas don't play by the rules
Look in my iris, you can tell I'm really hurtin' (Yeah)
Hindsight, fuckin' you, it wasn't worth
Real Thang
Shooba-doo-doo-doo-boo-boo
Searchin for the real thang
Shooba-doo-doo-bu-boo
Real Thang
Shooba-doo-doo-doo-boo-boo
Searchin for the real
on baby wait and see
Yes I'm gonna take you searchin' with me
Come along baby wait and see
Yes I'm gonna take you searchin' with me
(Searchin, search for
The one who searches and destroys
Honey, gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby, detonate for me, aw!
Look out honey, 'cause I'm using
who searches and destroys
Honey, gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby, detonate for me
Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology
Thinkin' bout him, thinkin' about my baby, yeah...
I was searchin', for a sunny day
I was hopin', for someone to say
Would you come out?
Instead I stood
Always had that somethin that I wanted fuck it needed
I been searchin all around for one like you... you
Always had that somethin that I wanted fuck
these niggas peek at you (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Thought you was my Q-U-E-E-N
I been lookin' for you, where you been?
More than friends
Baby, I can say I
searches and destroys
Honey gotta help me please
Somebody gotta save my soul
Baby detonates for me
Look out honey, 'cause I'm using technology !
Ain't
thinking of his lonely room
the sink that by his bed gives off a stink
Then smells her perfume in his eyes
and her voice was like a bell
Outside
Three Dog Night?!!
Yeah...
Oh! I love them! They're my favorite band!.. ow gawd.. oh, do you like my new car? I'm ah.. my Dad just gave it to me for
No-no, no, no
Yeah
I don't step out the house, I be workin'
On my 'Gram, on my 'Gram, they be lurkin'
On my own, by myself, soul searchin
Mercedes baby
Bout to sip today, get wavy wavy
Casamigo captain, im getting faded faded
Im with my nigga nigga, bout that paper paper
I got a good eye for
Lately I've been searchin' for my baby
Lookin' high and low for my summer breeze
To match my winter storm
Lately I've been thinkin' maybe we can be
my senses
If you're not my height, you're not that high
Bliss will help my mind
Shame on me for how I've been livin'
Tell me, baby, is it real?
Hey, hey hey i got a condo in Manhattan
Baby girl, what's hatnin'?
You and your ass invited
So gon' and get to clappin'
So pop it for a player pop,
you police undercover?"
"Naw baby the "S" on my chest stands for"
Sooperman Lover, yeah
Said they call me the Sooperman Lover, yeah
But something
you been searchin for someone
To keep it one hundred
So tired of mixed love and bullshit
And keep keepin it comin
Damn right he came up from nothin
But
Who cares what it all means
'Cause there can be no doubts
You won't find me searchin'
For an easy way
I'm not searchin for a way out
I'm not searchin
convinced myself that I was the one to blame
All this searchin',
Left my broken
Had to pick up the pieces
Be sad for no reason
Now I'm so glad,
To be
immortal, I never die, I'll never let go my pride
I got them racks on me now, drive-bys, nigga I make the news
My past is haunting me now, run away, last
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