Lyrics:
different foreign blue yellow white gold (skrrt)
Except for the watch that shit a two-tone
Diamonds hit like lighting a flash I'm gone
She ain't gotta like
Her eyes in blue makes me lose control
Her touch just soothed my fears
Dig my bones out of the ground and make me come to life
She's not a friend but
Spending all my time
Trying to read your mind
Trying to figure out the kind of game your playing
Said I'm black and blue, getting through to you
a hysterical ride
And if the crowd on the sidewalk looked skeptical
She took the blue right out of their cynical eyes
"It's all in what you feel inside"
pleasing me
I never met a woman that will ride or die
I need her right here now by my side
One of kind and she all mine
She bad as hell and she a whole dime
The show goes on
The perfect doll she's owned by all
What happened to heaven
24/7
No one knows how she feels trapped inside this dream
Awake at night
Oh I cannot leave something bout her body is calling me
I took her out to dinner every single week
And after all the diamonds and shopping sprees
She
my touch tone
She's got a way of puttin' me in my place
By changing expressions on her pretty face I
I got a girl making' my world
Spin like
tomorrow
It's what she wants
It's what she wants
We're far away from rolling fields of green
and sawdust in our hair
With every year that passes by
She
Call her super eight, she's missing me, uh
We take it frame by frame, she's stuck in my picture
And I could've just erased her but I won't
'Cause I
"Every once in a while,
Every once in a while"
She tries to forget
But she hasn't yet
Not a single day goes by
That feeling again reminds of when
I
and over
Over and over
Over and over
Over and over
(Come on, fatty)
She waddles when she walks
She'd rather lick than touch
She's always by my side and she
She cries like a lost toddler
Said, "Don't judge me" I said
"I'm not gonna
So you don't have to call me your honour"
She laughed, said
"I keep
and waffles, that was her daily tweak
She hang with niggas, that's like ADD
Do y'all got ADD?
31-Flavors, that be her favorite treat
Trip a club, secret Sunday
Tell a baddie hit me when she land
Fill up my pocket with bands, aye, yeah
(Great John On The Beat by the way)
Fill up my pocket with bands
They
of blues, got 'em on Nip
Plug come from Houston, got him on flip
Gun from Atlanta, ran like Tip
New FN right on the hip
Bad bitch from the hood, she
I do, now,
Make sure she's in love with-a you now.
Make sure that her love is true now.
I hate to see you feelin' sad and blue now."
My mama told me,
bling'd out
Whether sky-blue or chinchill, I'm minked out
Down in Miami, bitches say they love me
Niggaz gettin mad cause the bitches want to fuck me
and fool of fire
Won't come in from the rain
She's oceans running down the drain
Blue as ice and desire
Don't you wanna make her?
Ooh, don't you
I'm looking out my window
Feeling kinda blue
I ain't heard from my baby
Did she find somebody new?
So I called up her number
And her number
Swang me a girl
Who thinks she's cool
Swang her 'til her face turns blue
And if that girl can't
Swang with me
I'll swang me another girl, yes sirree
Katy is Three years old
We've been dancing in the living room to her new Tom Paxton record
Katy's got a lot of rhythm when she wiggles, for
*Adlibs*
Izzy
Look... Aint near nigga snatch a chain or jewel on me yet, ice ice baby on me drippin VVS,
No drive by hop out walk down on em like
hold bout 23
That b---h always beside me
Even when I lay down and go to sleep
Even when I wake up and brush my teeth
She my girlfriend like Tupac
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