Cleopatra (feat. Chè Live)

November
Second week
Chillin hella high
Bar poppin', shit talking
She was walkin' by
No tinder, no bumble
This old school, off the humble
Mad nervous, but she was mad cute
Asked her where she got her pin from
You mean Jack Skelington
Get me a wedding ring
Hearts start meddling
I walk you anywhere
She asked for my name
I said, Che like the revolution
Said she Doin' the same
She's an architect in town for a protest
I see a blueprint of her ass and fine chest
I digress
Said I'm a writer for myself and others
And I wanna be by your side
And we can end as lovers
She smiled
Looked me up and down
Grillin' my profile
Walked to the nearest lounge
Took shots, slammed it down
Then her jam came on
And I reached in her back pocket
And I waved her flag around

I met Cleopatra with her back out
She only liked to dance when her flags out
Shots of whiskey and sips rum
My mixed queen
But she the one, she the one
She dutty wine when her flags out
She's hella fine with her flags out
All Hail to Cleopatra
I just gotta have her

It's been 3 months since I dropped her the line
I gave her the amazon
Because that pussy was prime
It's that Ms. fat booty apple bum tip
Lord knows I ain't a sinner
I pray she ain't a stripper
Cause even if she was I'd be tippin' my bank account
I'd get a second job so I can take her out
She told me about this Cuban architecture
She lectured
I acted like I knew, and went to go and google it later
That's what I am, straight nigga, straight savage
That's what I need
True woman, a true challenge
She showed me light
In the midst of my darkness
Lookin' at her soul
That's where my heart is
True love no gimmicks
She'd tear down the sky
So I can reach my limit
There's always passion
Even anger when I hit it
She sees no wrong in me
Her lips is a song to me

I met my Cleopatra with her back out
She only liked to dance when her flags out
Shots of whiskey and sips rum
My mixed queen
But she the one, she the one
She dutty wine when her flags out
She's hella fine with her flags out
All Hail to Cleopatra
I just gotta have her

She asked me, What the next is
I looked at her perplexed
Never asked about my income
Never asked about my ex's
I told her we both grown
I ain't looking for friends
You're the vision of me today
I hope this shit never ends
So I... roll a jay; ugh-huh
Here we lay
Nothing else to say
It's Steph curryin' the bay
She told me, Come to this demonstration
Cause Muslims shouldn't, fill out no registration
Hostile; happy I didn't bring the 9
Coloreds yellin', picket signs
Thinkin' it'll all be fine
Cold air, shit is tight
Break out a fight
Cops yelling, Savages will never see the light
He yells freeze, my joint twitched
He done squeezed, my chest bleeds
I Fell on my knees
She yelled, Help please
Missed her by inches, width of her bag
I watched Cleopatra's tears fall on flag
I'm saying

I met Cleopatra
With her facts out
She only liked to dance with her flags out
She was pretty and mad fun
My Mix queen
She was the one
She changed the world with her flag out
I lost my love with the flag out
All hail to Cleopatra
I just had to have her



Credits
Writer(s): Daniel Ponce
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