It's sentimental, the way you touch my hair
Without a care in the world, at all
And it's criminal, the way you f*ck
You ride me slowly and I'm in love
It's sentimental the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
I see you
In my dreams
But you died
But you died
The way I look at life, now I'm surprised I lived to see the day
The way we used to contemplate as hobby when we ended days
The way we laid up looking at the sky, and now you're there
And when I meet you, introduce you to my baby and my brothers, yeah
I've been through lots of trauma since we last spoke, there's no joke in sight
I miss the days of basketball and music blasts at traffic lights
And on this instrumental it's my baby and my mental
And I call it sentimental, cause you're proud of how I lived through what you didn't
It's sentimental, the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
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It's sentimental, the way you touch my hair
Without a care in the world, at all
And it's criminal, the way you f*ck
You ride me slowly and I'm in love
It's sentimental the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
I see you
In my dreams
But you died
But you died
The way I look at life, now I'm surprised I lived to see the day
The way we used to contemplate as hobby when we ended days
The way we laid up looking at the sky, and now you're there
And when I meet you, introduce you to my baby and my brothers, yeah
I've been through lots of trauma since we last spoke, there's no joke in sight
I miss the days of basketball and music blasts at traffic lights
And on this instrumental it's my baby and my mental
And I call it sentimental, cause you're proud of how I lived through what you didn't
It's sentimental, the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
Without a care in the world, at all
And it's criminal, the way you f*ck
You ride me slowly and I'm in love
It's sentimental the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
I see you
In my dreams
But you died
But you died
The way I look at life, now I'm surprised I lived to see the day
The way we used to contemplate as hobby when we ended days
The way we laid up looking at the sky, and now you're there
And when I meet you, introduce you to my baby and my brothers, yeah
I've been through lots of trauma since we last spoke, there's no joke in sight
I miss the days of basketball and music blasts at traffic lights
And on this instrumental it's my baby and my mental
And I call it sentimental, cause you're proud of how I lived through what you didn't
It's sentimental, the way you move
I love your body and the things you do
To me whenever you laugh
I'm always taken back
When I look in the past and see you
Writer: Sid Mission
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