Illusion

A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin
A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin

She might be a ten to you
But to me a eight
Shorty like a deck of cards
Always playin spades
She might be for everyone
But she ain't for me
Took her out to eat
Table manners is a three
Life is such a game
How we playing for these keeps
Call her sugar honey ice
Cause she very sweet
She take flights, stuck over the nights
And the weekend
Please stop talkin crazy
You see me in the streets and

A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin
A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin

Now tell me who is you
Is realness a issue
The kill switch is in you
Now wear ya credentials
I know ya conditioned
Them ads got ya feelings
Ya pockets committed
The card at its limits
Lost ya tradition
All to addiction
It's not no coincidence
The ball better dribble
The kitchen has to sizzle
For him to take ya serious
Them blind spots is open
Let's think optimistic baby

A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin
A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin
A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin
A dime without make up a eight
Can't cook she more like a seven
Now I'm starting to lose my faith
Excuse me the rest room is callin



Credits
Writer(s): Anthony Williams
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