Man, say, fool, it's about time y came out this joint,
man. I told you
Georgia had they be poppin', shorty.
You don't even know, be a rack of brawls out this joint from high,
you know what sayin'?
They bring em from all over,
you know what I'm sayin'?
Ain't good with that bopper,
you know what it is, though.
Mumble sauce and chicken wings,
it ain't a thing, huh, man?
Let's go.
Huh, she got that thing about her,
that type of thing that make a nigga wanna sang about her.
And when he sang,
the whole crowd sang along about her.
And when he get off the stage,
he gon' kick off his
A's and tell his momma bout him
So single and carefree,
all the ballers willing to pay like a hairpiece
But she don't want no drama bout him
Cause when she get a man,
that nigga understand
He walkin' through the mall
with his arm around her
I used to see her in the back of my mind
All the various times and be like,
damn momma
Even my grandfather say
you was the marrying kind
Not conceited, she just act stuck
up to weed out the fuck ups
Cause to her it's more important
Like the old folks say, boy,
it's more than courtin'
When the seasons change,
then your needs are changin'
She be your umbrella in the freezin' rain
I know your thang, momma
That way you, that, way you
Talkin' to me, talkin' to me,
you should know
Just want you to know,
you're very special
That way you, that, way you
Talkin' to me,
talkin' to me, you should know
And I wanna sing a song about you
You talkin' good, youngin'
I mean, I'm hearin' all the things
like you talkin' somethin'
I mean, I'm hearin' what you sayin'
and I'm endurantin'
Sayin' I can give it to you, ain't
no heatin' frontin'
You was stuck on the image,
you ain't see me comin'
Work hard for everything,
you don't see me stuntin'
Who a homebrunt hitter won't
catch me bruntin'
I said all that to really say this, youngin'
You worth more than a dime
See you every day,
but it's not enough time
I'm a wordsmith,
couldn't find the right lines
Beauty skin deep,
caught a glimpse behind the blinds
Point them other niggas to
the back of the line
Now I'm thinkin' change
Couple currents in your future glass,
when you stayin'
At the summertime spot where
the couples hang
Gettin' ahead of myself, girl, do your thang
If you don't do your thang,
you don't do it
You that way, you walk that way,
you talk and you get caught in the clues I know
Just want you to know,
you're very special
You that way, you walk that way,
you talk and you get caught in the clues I know
Man, I wanna sing a song about you
Well said, looks don't matter,
turn the blind eye to beauty
A thin waistline and a child -wide booty
Let me keep it conscious,
digging on the cutie who doing something to me, not a floozy with the nut, uh
Back on that ignant, forget
Miss
American
Universe, fit in this head for
Miss
Thickness
So
DC, so I like the chocolate,
her youngin' on the ad got me psyched, look at all this
She's the one you call on when
you need a friend
And everybody wants to know her name
When you're down and out,
she'll let you hold her twenty to fry
Miss sexy girl,
just want you to come my way
Oh, yeah
Just want you to know,
you're very special
The way you talk, the way you talk into me
Got me confused, I know
And I wanna sing a song about you
You