She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me in. With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, where her money ain't. I am the thesis of her prayers..
Uh, uh, uh. Take a break when I break my leg. Save the day when I take her hand. Ohh. Take a break when I break my leg. Save the day when I take her hand.
She had some vibes for me. I had no vibes for her (No vibes). She passed them on to me. I have some vibes for her (I got the vibes now). Aye, pass me the vibes.
Cardboard cutout, sharp teeth smart mouth. Smile big small waist, big hips cut paste. Forgive me but you look familiar. Prom queen mean chick, teen mom bad bitch.
Ayo Mr. Chance The Rapper. I greatly appreciate the way you roll out the red carpet. Allowing me to articulate myself. And now I stand on my own two below me.