I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
Once upon a time a wise man told me drive slow through the city I'm feeling so throw'd
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with me I pull up on some women and they all f*ckin' with me they know I been the dopest for about a quarter century they know we 'bout to ball it's packed from the window to the wall all of these females crawl it's money on the floor lighters on the dresser she say she like my flow and that I am a dresser I guess she was impressed I wasn't trying to impress her wasn't dying to f*ck her not really pressed to undress her but she gave me her address and then I gave that whore a lecture I told her she was beautiful, made her feel special I got the f*ckin' sauce as I hit the black 'n mild I'm gone off the Henny she gone off the loud I took her to my condo then I made her proud these walls thin baby can't be so loud but she just cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[And she just cheerin' for my team]
[Yeah]
So hop out the whip and beat feet on the concrete all of these bitches be choosing because they be waiting on a nigga to speak you know I keep it 300 'cause the bitches on fleek girl you bad but that ass got me geek'd and now I seeing spaceships on Bankhead I was on a mission but I might not make it never seen anything as cute as your face is so my new mission is to get you naked and she was like you need to drive slow homie I am not your bitch and I am not a whore homie, I'm try'na get rich trapping out the store homie and yeah I think you dope but I'm just letting you know homie trill shit the type of woman I do business deals with get lit then hit and talk shit but f*ck it though I told that woman put my number in her phone and text me let me know you made it home 'cause I was on the Henny and she on Patron I know she wanna give me the gushy and the dome I said I know it's late guess I see you in my dreams the next time I seen her she was cheerin' for my she was cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[Yeah]
[Dope]
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I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
Once upon a time a wise man told me drive slow through the city I'm feeling so throw'd
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with me I pull up on some women and they all f*ckin' with me they know I been the dopest for about a quarter century they know we 'bout to ball it's packed from the window to the wall all of these females crawl it's money on the floor lighters on the dresser she say she like my flow and that I am a dresser I guess she was impressed I wasn't trying to impress her wasn't dying to f*ck her not really pressed to undress her but she gave me her address and then I gave that whore a lecture I told her she was beautiful, made her feel special I got the f*ckin' sauce as I hit the black 'n mild I'm gone off the Henny she gone off the loud I took her to my condo then I made her proud these walls thin baby can't be so loud but she just cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[And she just cheerin' for my team]
[Yeah]
So hop out the whip and beat feet on the concrete all of these bitches be choosing because they be waiting on a nigga to speak you know I keep it 300 'cause the bitches on fleek girl you bad but that ass got me geek'd and now I seeing spaceships on Bankhead I was on a mission but I might not make it never seen anything as cute as your face is so my new mission is to get you naked and she was like you need to drive slow homie I am not your bitch and I am not a whore homie, I'm try'na get rich trapping out the store homie and yeah I think you dope but I'm just letting you know homie trill shit the type of woman I do business deals with get lit then hit and talk shit but f*ck it though I told that woman put my number in her phone and text me let me know you made it home 'cause I was on the Henny and she on Patron I know she wanna give me the gushy and the dome I said I know it's late guess I see you in my dreams the next time I seen her she was cheerin' for my she was cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[Yeah]
[Dope]
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
Once upon a time a wise man told me drive slow through the city I'm feeling so throw'd
Ain't nobody f*ckin' with me I pull up on some women and they all f*ckin' with me they know I been the dopest for about a quarter century they know we 'bout to ball it's packed from the window to the wall all of these females crawl it's money on the floor lighters on the dresser she say she like my flow and that I am a dresser I guess she was impressed I wasn't trying to impress her wasn't dying to f*ck her not really pressed to undress her but she gave me her address and then I gave that whore a lecture I told her she was beautiful, made her feel special I got the f*ckin' sauce as I hit the black 'n mild I'm gone off the Henny she gone off the loud I took her to my condo then I made her proud these walls thin baby can't be so loud but she just cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[And she just cheerin' for my team]
[Yeah]
So hop out the whip and beat feet on the concrete all of these bitches be choosing because they be waiting on a nigga to speak you know I keep it 300 'cause the bitches on fleek girl you bad but that ass got me geek'd and now I seeing spaceships on Bankhead I was on a mission but I might not make it never seen anything as cute as your face is so my new mission is to get you naked and she was like you need to drive slow homie I am not your bitch and I am not a whore homie, I'm try'na get rich trapping out the store homie and yeah I think you dope but I'm just letting you know homie trill shit the type of woman I do business deals with get lit then hit and talk shit but f*ck it though I told that woman put my number in her phone and text me let me know you made it home 'cause I was on the Henny and she on Patron I know she wanna give me the gushy and the dome I said I know it's late guess I see you in my dreams the next time I seen her she was cheerin' for my she was cheerin' for my team
I love the colorful clothes she wears
And the way the sunlight plays upon her hair
I hear the sound of a gentle word
On the wind that lifts her perfume through the air
[Yeah]
[Dope]