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In she with the same type game
The of girl giving out the fake cell phone and name
Big fame, she like with big thangs
Jewels chip, money clip, phone flip, the six
I seen her on the Ave, spotted her than once
Ass so fat that you could see it the front
She me like paparazzi
Shot me a glance in that stance with the fat booty pants
Hot
What's your love, where you came from
Neck and wrist laced up, very make-up
The slims at the Reebok gym tone frame up
Is sugar and spice the thing that you made of
I tried to play it low key but couldn't it down
Asked her to dance she was like, yo I'm now
An hour later, sounds from
She sipping straight up, skanking, winding her waist up
Scene my fam throwing the jam
Fareed is on the big things is in the plans
The brother Big Moon space for me to move in
Hey, this my man Mos, baby let me
I around, say word
It was the same pretty bird who I had observed
Trying to me for the herb
as hell she couldn't get it together
I just played along and pretended I met her
How you
Oh, I'm
My is Mos
I'm
I heard so much good about you it's nice to finally
We moved to the reserved for crew especially
And honey-love ended up sitting next to me
I'm polite but now I'm looking at her skeptically
Cause baby girl got all the right
Designer fabric, shoes, and
Chinky eyes, voice is fucking with me mentally
We conversated, made a laugh, you know me bro
though I know the steelo, she wild sweet, yo
I'm to murk, I say peace to the family
She hop up like, how you gon' before you dance with me

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