Lyrics:
want to ride Holla back
For sure it's whatever the night long as I hit by the end of the night Holla back
A youngn and got his eyes on the prize before
Take the highway to the coast
Down Manhattan beach
Together, separate
Almost out of reach
There's no other way
Faces made of clay
I believe in a gift
Why don't you talk to me baby
Why don't you talk to me baby, yeah
Your silence tears away my peace
Body craves your sweet release
Why don't you
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
If by chance I see your face
I'll be dazzled by the magic in your eyes
They look so sweet, yes, they do
If by chance we should happen to meet
the metal
Bloodshed and tears, talks in the letters
Another dead body, no talking to Kevin
I am what you call a survivor in the clutch
Grew up in the game,
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
Just picture a penthouse way up in the sky
With hinges on chimneys for stars to go by
A sweet slice of Heaven for just you and I
When we're alone.
KRS sir we will get the job done
Me gaze upon the speaker
Standing tall and ready
I jump on the dancefloor
Looking sweet and sexy
Just up on the mic
gorgeous
Got me hypnotized
By the shine
In your eyes
Girl, you're flawless
Girl, i'm tripping on you, having sweet dreams
Yea, i'm tripping on you and i'm
luck
Oh I cannot say much
Your love is sweet like caramel caramel (ooh)
Your love is sweet like caramel caramel (ooh)
Your love is sweet like
With her cute smile she be fine girl (Johanna)
Ahhn Johanna
Your love dey high me like marijuana
He con be like say moti faa gbana
No long talk this one
daaaa make it feel so good
I love you baby
Da da da da daaaa talk to me huh
I love you baby
Tell me how you make it feel so good
Tell me how I'm going
daaaa make it feel so good
I love you baby
Da da da da daaaa talk to me huh
I love you baby
Tell me how you make it feel so good
Tell me how I'm going
candy man
I much rather talk about this man to man
Cause roun here we shoot like the camera man
Of course I want smoke I'm the weed man
But like Morgan
Victory Is Sweet (Prod. By SoultyBoiBeats)
[Signature]
SoultyBoiBeats
[intro – Khwali Fresh]
Yeah, back to the roots
Let’s talk to this people man
fantasy, you're a real life fantasy (huh!)
But you're moving so carefully; let's start living dangerously
Talk to me, baby
I'm going blind from this sweet
It's been a long time coming
But we gotta keep moving
Just left the arena
We got trapped in the Subway
Chased by some policeman
Couldn't find that
she bang my bang my
Come over here I make all yo fears disappear
When I sweet talk yo ear
By the end of the night I bet she say my
By the end if
It's evident in the way that I talk-a-talk
I travel abroad by the Concorde, with a Clue tape (Clue!)
Stop in Sicily and tell 'em they pizza fake
And I
Ya bitch woke me up called me Calvin
Yes I'm so Marty McFly with more fashion sense
Ouuu my fit looks like I’m dressed by Wes Anderson
Go'on take my
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
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