Lyrics

Well, I guess I'm making love to this phone Field goals on my mind while I'm stuck in the snow I want to kick it with you Dust it off as we go But you keep moving that ball, like the call wasn't yours So peace, peace boo Holla when you ready to go I heard Sally want to grab me as a full time Joe I may be with it if she with it Keep a full time ho at bay, hey She calling the plays and I'm game Word They call me Linus, charmer at its finest Stress ever mindless as a philosopher and stylish Prone to nostalgia Baby blue sheet up on the futon that I drag from the kitchen eating croutons And OJ Olé Your flattery is okay, but Step it up a notch, show me off, show me spots Introduce me to your friends Get a comb, twist the locks While my homie plays Sebastian Bach Schroeder style Everybody gets lonely at the end of the day (but hey) Ain't that what they say I heard it's hard to let go with your pride in the way (but hey) Ain't that what they say Love jones tend to be right under your nose (but hey) Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Why, oh why do I let her do this to me? Why, why? Maybe she's right, this time I'm really going to kick it I'm going to kick the habit! This is the end of all my faults! AGHHH! And now, for the surprise Yeah, word up This is living when living is lie Living is love, living is life Whatchu living it for? I'm living for life Give me a life I would close my eyes and give it to Christ Buddhu, Muhammad, Noble Drew Ali Elijah Muhammad Martin, Malcolm, Master Fard Muhammad Give it to God, Jah Give it to Allah Give us a new law, new love My new love Never knew who I was, love Was love, I touch, bust, fuck, love once Wants lust Send my condolences Tell my emotions I been eloping I'm in love with love I've been evoking all the dopest shit I'd never spoken This is the realest shit I ever wrote Crush your melon open with another note On another note, dopest Super Cali nigga Rapping the dopest Love love, third power devour cowards with love Rain showers 'til we gain back what was ours with love Yup, yup Everybody gets lonely at the end of the day (but hey) Ain't that what they say I heard it's hard to let go with your pride in the way (but hey) Ain't that what they say Love jones tend to be right under your nose (but hey) Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Ain't that what they say, Ain't that what they say Here you are, Charlie Brown! Now, I'm going to run through this at slow motion Now, see the look of determination on your face? Oh sham, Charlie Brown. A failure face if I ever saw one In turn, see how benign and composed my face is, Charlie Brown? And your clumsiness, Charlie Brown! Shall we run through it once more at normal speed? No, no I don't think so
Writer(s): E.o.m., Johnson Barnes Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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