Lyrics:
This is the story of a starry night
The faded glory of a new delight
Long breathless meetings, two lips repeating
Sweet precious words that were
the day a lumberjack came in and it wasn't to pray. Yeah, he kicked open the meeting house door and he cussed everybody up and down the floor! Then, when
of the year
It's the hap-happiest season of all
With those holiday greetings
And great happy meetings
When friends come to call
It's the hap-happiest
Come along, get ready, wear your grand brand-new gown,
For there's going to be a meeting in this good good old town.
When you know everybody
are like a dream
In my mind I find a picture of us as a team
Ever since the hour of our meeting
I've been repeating a silly phrase
Hoping that
City sidewalks
Busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing
People passing
Meeting
meeting
Then a meditation at like one thirty
Then I ride to the studio
Listenin' to some shit I wrote
Good karma, my aesthetic (aesthetic)
Keep my
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's
A feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile
feeling
Blow my kush up in high ceiling's
Having meetings at the crib, confidential dealings
And I ain't gotta tell you who the realest is
That's my
gonna be here
It's a matter of extreme importance
My first teenage love affair
Another secret meeting
On the fifth floor stair case
I'm gonna give
legal paper to the break of dawn"
I'm seein' no emotions in my business meetings
Numbers don't lie, nigga don't try, cheatin'
We eatin' good every
with you
I can recall a certain magic in your eyes
Although we are just meeting
I feel as though I already know you
It's such a shame that you
City sidewalks, busy sidewalks
Dressed in holiday style
In the air there's a feeling of Christmas
Children laughing, people passing
Meeting smile
Simpson family hardly spoke
With seven kids, it wasn't a joke
Just meeting at night on the sofa
All trying to watch TV
Tucked away in North West
that you are back again
No one is there to ease the pain without you
Maybe it's fate we had to part
Sorrow is sweet so when we start
Meeting again you
him
So offensive knowin' they don't have no defense
Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?
All that linking up, man, I'ma see ya when
of boy meeting girl
Opposites attract
It's physical
Only logical
You must try to ignore that it means more than that, ohh
What's love got to do, got
song to sing)
The love of your life (it's from my new album)
For the very first time (it's called, "Hello")
Talks about meeting the man of your dreams
they got the streets with him
Niggas so offensive knowin' they don't have no defense
Why they always act like we can fix it with a meeting?
All that
I don't know another nigga like me exist
These girls be 'bout that YOLO life
I ask you now if you a ho, no right?
But my dick's still meeting with
could just divide, I could be 2 places at 1 time
2 places at 1 time
How can I keep what I got when I don't know what I'm missin'
Meeting islands when
I only go to meetings court-ordered from a shrink
So from the bottom to the top, floor to ceilin'
You ain't run of the mill, you're one in a million
What if?
What if I'm the one for you?
And you're the one for me?
What if?
If you are the one
Then us meeting here is fate
Future with a dog
And I'm still smoking bogomill
Still have the street meeting, stop one broker deals
You my nigga nigga fuck how nigga Oprah feels
Papi, I pop guns, they
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