Lyrics:
chocolate chips
Oh oh yeah
Those chocolate chips
Sunday morning Maroon 5
I'll be thinking 'bout it till you get in tonight
Stealing all the covers and sharing
Yo, Dre! (Dre! Dre! Dre!)
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man said "Cluck, I don't
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
songs, weak rhymes that's mad long
Make it brief Son, half short and twice strong
No doubt, it took time searchin, eventually
It was prime urgent, for
Like nine cans of shaving powder, that's funky
It was once said by a man who couldn't quit
Dope man please, can I have another hit?
The dope man
[Chorus]
Sittin' in my five double-o on twenties
Sittin' low-low
That's how I get down
(Get down, get down)
If you want some of this
Baby girl
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl (twenty-five, thirty-five)
Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
an obscenity, top five I bet I be, steadily listening
Goddamn, goddamn—conversations with people
Crazy how one day the legends forget that they equal
On this
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
you face to face
To get it off my chest
Maroon Five
Pay phone
Call collect
Too high to drive
Seen her looking at me too high to smile
Baby can you tell
Memories by Maroon 5: Here's to the ones that we got
Cheers to the wish you were here, but you're not
'Cause the drinks bring back all the memories
Like a sunny day's view
When I feel blue
Change the hue
To maroon
To match those lips on you
When you ran by
You caught my eye
The sight of you I still
through the pain
Mother run for your life
Mother strive
Mother alive
Mother put yo fist in the air by connecting all five
Mother fingers
Mother trauma
with Venomous Villains,
Fuck nah, they don't want no smoke
Cause with V's, it's always on sight tryna talk they way out of it, scared for, they life
I
And all of her Louis Furnish And all of them Gucci purses
I'm like, nah, I'm Uni dash capital G
She want five maroon whites like I'm Adam Levine
And she
to win a bеt
Ooh, you got to save your
Pennies 'til you gеt old
Searchin' for the pot of gold
A man is measured by the toys he's got
Excess marks
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl (twenty-five, thirty-five)
Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
Runnin' pretty, New York City girl (twenty-five, thirty-five)
Hello, baby, New York City girl
You grew up ridin' the subways, running with people
leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, then you better stop frontin'
What you gonna do when the five roll by
You better be ready, so you can ride
leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, then you better stop frontin'
What you gonna do when the five roll by
You better be ready, so you can ride
one day you will find
The perfect husband or wife
But if you get your self worth from bands like
Maroon Five
Then you’re a waste of life
I hope your
the room
To a bum I am immune
Clean sweep, like a broom
And it’s more coming soon
I’m a ten you a five like maroon
I am the bomb like tic tic tic boom
Gotta
feel like n***** ain’t
Been f****** with the tunes but
Now we taking 5 like Maroon &
We all gon bloom like flowers in mid June
Still on my honeymoon
My
Maroon painted hair and a green pilot jacket
Hiding my zits with a scarf
Dancing on new wave like nobody’s watching
Falling madly in love about five
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