Lyrics:
Johnny bought a ticket for a 4:00 train
Spilled wine on his shirt and left a big red stain
Was a third world country, there were only two lanes
Left
Ugh
Dade lover yeah
No suburbs yeah
Lotta cars lotta buildings
Lotta clutter yeah
Single parent soning niggas no mothers yeah
So all y’all gotta
They be like look at this brother
Smooth like butter
Stole your lover
One his only number
Hmm
Leaving them shocked like thunder
Hot like a summer
So take me down into the heat into the sound
Come on and show me what I
Find if I would follow
You down that lovers lane
It's all a game
Maybe you
the same
I know it takes Selina Kyle to make a Bruce Wayne
So I'll be your superman, if you'll be my Lois Lane
She's gotta be a lioness to fill this lion's
just dey scatter my brain
And all the small small boys dey run their mouth
But them know you dey my lane
CKay yo number 1
Swagger man lover man
I no go
come trippin go on and handle yo business
Check that nigga for it later, he need to handle his bitches
Im a lover but ill fight her if she step outta
in the fast lane
No matter how the struggles
and trouble come in the way
Putting my heart in the words
that I'm singing
Wanna be making the rhythm
Young lovers in a picture frame
Ever notice how there ain't no rain
Nobody hangs hard times on the wall
You won't see it in an 8 by 10
But there's
waka about
E just dey scatter my brain
And all the small small boys dey run their mouth
But them no dey my lane
CKay your number one
Swagger man lover
the compet-ish
I do my own thing, own lane
And I'm on a mish
Ya ya
To escape my own misery
Even just for a bit
Even just for the bit
I get even with every bitch
I
sweating Henny
Left with Jenny, gave me deep throat, I gave her Ben & Jerry's
Catch me in the burbs, I'm just swerving through the lanes (mm)
Got it
haven't been playing by the books lane
From what's your name
To I remember vaguely
I pardon this shit
Well, that's kinda shaky
Respect for you, but (?)
I
just a figment of emotion
Hear my
Hear my song
What if I'm
What if I'm wrong
Hear my
Hear my song
I'm always right
But what if I'm wrong
The crowd went
them leaping in the grave
With emotions purged
And no sense of self
Spoken by a language not their own
Behold her splendour
Behold her splendour
Her
the ladder of sagacity
Touched by the vast starry sky's nocturnal kiss,
The most passionate romance between lovers
Observing, obeying, obtaining
Well I hope you are satisfied
You gave me the push I needed
Ostracised for nothing at all
By all those I hold dear
You aren't the same maybe we
Smile the while you kiss me, sad adieu
When the clouds roll by, I'll come to you
Then the skies will seem more blue
Down in lovers lane, my dearie
I'm established
Ay top drop
For the summer I'm a pimp at heart
I ain't good at being a lover
It's 223 shells on the floor
My niggas known for leaving
got time to relax
No sidetracks, I ain't got time for all of that
I'm in a 4x4, two pipes at the back
Dippin' in and out of lanes through the tiniest
my dreams
in the fast lane
No matter how the struggles and
trouble come in the way
Putting my heart in the words
that I'm singing
Wanna be making
in vain
Drove 90 miles an hour straight down lovers lane
And those tiny wings couldn't slow me down
No matter how hard they'd try
I've always
walking stick
It would just be something I could never explain
The thing that makes me click on Lovers' Lane
Would go for naught if I were caught
this make the young ones wise
Then we don the disguise for the games we play
By the end of the game there's too much to say
So we say no words
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