Woo
Chee
Aha
This shit is hot
What, what, what, what, what, what
This shit is hot
This shit is hot
Straight from the top, uh
So what's the word, babygirl what's the word
I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years
Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed
Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb
So what's the word, babygirl what's the word
I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years
Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed
Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb
To find the words
Similes and verbs just to meet ya
I greet ya
Bodies hot as fire, need extinguishers
To unlit the flame thats burning very slowly
Talking every night and writing poems 'bout your beauty
You phenomenal
Astronomical, you a star
Shooting through the universe and zoomin' in my car
Sitting back and waiting and praying no love is hard
I've been looking for the signs,
I'm just hoping that you're God
That is up, feeling stuck
Got a brother feeling fucked
Double rum, in my tum
Make a brother wanna run
You've been fiending for attention,
Let me come and give you sun
Imma hit you in the morning,
Before the rise of a sun
Feeling fun
When the sun, hits your eyes
Plagiarizing lyricism
Understand the vibe
What's the time,
What's the mission of this day
Am I running out of time,
Or did I shoot my shot too late
So what's the word, babygirl what's the word
I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years
Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed
Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb
So what's the word, babygirl what's the word
I've been tryna make ya mine for at least a couple years
Every time I hit ya line you gon' leave me on disturbed
Every time you hit my line you just hit me for the herb