Lyrics:
just thinking about it
Making love in the green grass
Behind the stadium with you
My brown eyed girl
You my
Brown eyed girl
(My brown eyed
stand down
I need a girl that can stand out
Raising the bar by myself nah
Bitch I ain't given them handouts
Back it up back it up in position
Change
Yeah, she got macked by some dope-dealin' nigga
Still seein' that other kid on the side
She kept most of her thoughts inside
See all the first guy did was
must be a God sent
Hometown is so negative, they can't even leave a positive comment
Showin' love to someone that you grew up with, you should probably
liberated by this monster I created
Dr. Frankenstein
[Mr. Short Khop]
We love to bump you Frankenstein
Yo' shit is the best
Take my body and my mind
yourself one day saying you'd be like me
I just be doing me
Writing my thoughts down
La-di-da, La-di-da, La-di-da
La-di-da, La-di-da, La-di-da
Oooh
Yeah
for a love affair, I just wanna fuck
Please come get me
Yo don't bullshit me
She thinks I want a long one but I just want a quickie
Knocked on her
let me out of my cell
It ain't hard to tell I cop me the hottest Chanel
I'm Like Oooh
Girl I Love the way You Walk The Runway
See Ride by on a Open
try to block me, get a new phone or change numbers (yayy)
Ain't no pussy in the pen, I can't do jail cells (ayy)
La-ladies love a nigga, I'm the new
We living in some crazy times
Damn right
I'm just talking about what we see everyday
Uh Huh
On TV
In the papers
Yeah
You know what I'm talking about
(Oooh!)
Gimme some UH!!! step on the gas (Ah)
Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!)
You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
This is for my
talking about
I'm about to turn you out
Time for you to give me that ooh
Time for you to give me that baby oooh
I love you long time
Time for you to gimme
(m. riperton r. rudolph)
And lately I've been thinking
About what we have together
Our own special harmony
Makin' love by heaven's light
Oooh it
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I emigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean:
Dominican Republic!
really love ya honey
Ooh la la ooh la la la la.
I heard my parents footsteps coming down the stairs to see what
All the noise was about. So I rolled
doesn't matter who's wrong or right
By the end of the damn day it's not about what you had to say
She's you sister why can't you make up make the past
guess love is the only cure
Yeah
(Humming)
We were just together you was Talking bout forever
Talking about meeting your parents And living together
Wetin
arms, I know you want this
But that's enough talking about you
Let me show you to my resume
And let's resume talking about what they presume
Might be my
(Oooh!)
Gimme some UH!!! step on the gas (Ah)
Pop the cork and roll up the hash (Roll it!)
You know what we about, sex, drugs and cash
This is for my
the shit.
Even though I got curved by so many broads, it's kinda funny when you think about it.
Yeaa.
[Chorus: D.C.]
Sometimes we don't get what we want.
In
the profit yeah
I keep to my word but I never make no promises
Got her talking with a lisp
Know she know my wishes, more than three she did
She fell in love
Ooooh I love, I love my life
I love, I love my life
I'm talking bout my life, my life
Ooooh I love, I love my life
I love, I love my life
I'm
Hello my old love,
You recognize this face
I saw you talking,
But I looked the other way
I have a blind belief,
The fire still burns
Hello my old
I know you see me when I walk in
That's without a doubt
I'm making money when I talk
Yea that's what I'm about
cnd I don't listen to the lames
Me
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