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In she with the same type game
The type of girl giving out the fake cell phone and
Big fame, she like cats big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, flip, the six range
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her than once
Ass so fat that you could see it the front
She me like paparazzi
me a glance in that catwoman stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your name love, where you came
Neck and wrist laced up, very little
The slims at the gym tone your frame up
Is sugar and spice the thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but keep it down
Asked her to she was like, yo I'm leaving now
An hour later, from Jamaica
She sipping Cris up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene two: my fam the jam
Fareed is on the stand big is in the plans
The brother Big Moon make space for me to in
Hey, this my man Mos, let me introduce
I around, say word
It was the pretty bird who I had priorly observed
to play me for the herb
Shocked as she couldn't get it together
I played along and pretended I never met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you it's to finally meet
We to the booth reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up directly next to me
I'm type polite but now I'm at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the weaponry
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, sweet voice is fucking with me
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
Even though I the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm to murk, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, how you leave before you dance with me

Yo, let me for the other night, I know it wasn't right
But baby you know its like, some brothers don't be coming right
I understand, I'm you, besides
Can I have a dance ain't really that
We about it, traced her arms across my shoulder blades
They playing Lovers Rock, I got the folded fingers on her
Heating my blood up like the Arizona
Song finished she whispered honey, let's exchange numbers
three: weeks of dating late night conversation
In the crib heart racing, trying to be and patient
She touched on my eyelids, the fell silent
She walked away smiling, Gregory Issac
Like, if I don't, if I
Showing me that tan and that tattoo
Playing Sade, Taboo
Burning candles, all my plans got cancelled
Man I smashed it an Idaho potato
She call me at my J.O., now, I can't say no
Ginseng tree trunks, the P-funk
her knees up, champion lover not ease up
Three months, she call I feel I'm running a
Six months, I'm her I desperately need her
Nine months, flu-like symptoms shorty not around
I need than to knock it down I'm really trying to lock it down
we hook up and go at it
Burn a stoge and let her know, I got to have it
She telling me commitment is something she can't
up the next morning, she gone like it was magic
Ah it, my shit is on Harrison Ford frantic
My 911's by my fly Taurus enchantress
Next week, hit me up, I saw Sharice at the kitty club
With some ass Asian playing lay it down and lick me up