Falling for You
Keep one eye open
I feel like Slick Rick
She want that lovey dovey
No Kiss Kiss
Tell her we should take things slow
Freaky she insists
Hand on the stick shift
Pushing on the gas
Threw a curveball
No question that she don't pitch shit
Softball player
Oh, pay attention don't crash
Heart been broken
You won't fix shit
Then she tell me shush
Went ahead and introduced to that ass
Straight from the Chi
She got D Rose dreams
Daddy issues and the streets
Gave her D Rose knees
Trying not to fall for her
On some year old things
See no evil
I've seen more than she would think
Trying to raise her self esteem
She's a queen of queens
Every dude want to fuck you
Ceelo green
Key to her heart
With no keyhole
Got love letters cramming up
Your PO box
Ije jagiya
Me and you in a car
Driving down to the gulf
Reach the beach by tomorrow
Teach you how to speak French
Hit you with bon voyage
These wounds cut deep
Emotions left with a scar
And it can all end in a flash
Claim she really want the smoke
But She don't know how to pass
Trying to look out for her
I don't think that we'll last
But fuck it
You know that I like to go fast
Keep one eye open
I feel like Slick Rick
She want that lovey dovey
No Kiss Kiss
Tell her we should take things slow
Freaky she insists
Hand on the stick shift
Pushing on the gas
Threw a curveball
No question that she don't pitch shit
Softball player
Oh, pay attention don't crash
Heart been broken
You won't fix shit
Then she tell me shush
Went ahead introduced me to that ass
I feel like Slick Rick
She want that lovey dovey
No Kiss Kiss
Tell her we should take things slow
Freaky she insists
Hand on the stick shift
Pushing on the gas
Threw a curveball
No question that she don't pitch shit
Softball player
Oh, pay attention don't crash
Heart been broken
You won't fix shit
Then she tell me shush
Went ahead and introduced to that ass
Straight from the Chi
She got D Rose dreams
Daddy issues and the streets
Gave her D Rose knees
Trying not to fall for her
On some year old things
See no evil
I've seen more than she would think
Trying to raise her self esteem
She's a queen of queens
Every dude want to fuck you
Ceelo green
Key to her heart
With no keyhole
Got love letters cramming up
Your PO box
Ije jagiya
Me and you in a car
Driving down to the gulf
Reach the beach by tomorrow
Teach you how to speak French
Hit you with bon voyage
These wounds cut deep
Emotions left with a scar
And it can all end in a flash
Claim she really want the smoke
But She don't know how to pass
Trying to look out for her
I don't think that we'll last
But fuck it
You know that I like to go fast
Keep one eye open
I feel like Slick Rick
She want that lovey dovey
No Kiss Kiss
Tell her we should take things slow
Freaky she insists
Hand on the stick shift
Pushing on the gas
Threw a curveball
No question that she don't pitch shit
Softball player
Oh, pay attention don't crash
Heart been broken
You won't fix shit
Then she tell me shush
Went ahead introduced me to that ass
Credits
Writer(s): Jaelen Collins
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