This Girl (Live)
This girl brings in the color
She never making you wonder
No comparison no other
You ain't never seen her sunder
Pushing past the pressure impressing every competitor
She ain't never seen better
There's no fetter that can handle her
I'm writing letters to her love notes
Anonymously publishing my feelings for the one that makes my heart float
She gotta ass that can sink boats
I'm sorry for the honesty I'm probably overstepping my boundaries
But I gotta a lot to say
It ain't every day, you see someone that turns the grays to blue
Shifting hues, dirty thoughts I feel like I'm in high school
Silly feuds, who gets who, there's others but they not you
Where you at? I'll pick you up in my Honda According to the facts
There's no better match than me and you
What's the catch
Getting bags is natural so baby what's the price
I'm willing to pay my life just to get to know your mind
What's a dime to a dime
Baby what's the fine I'll pay it and do the time, Wyse
Summertime sublime
You ain't gotta tell me your sign
I already see the line from your soul to mine
I follow blind but I can feel your energy
Uplifting better me's so I can see the me to be or not to be
Intro to philosophy
Ignorance I no longer plead
There's god in me
You taught me that
There's a god in me
You taught me that
She never making you wonder
No comparison no other
You ain't never seen her sunder
Pushing past the pressure impressing every competitor
She ain't never seen better
There's no fetter that can handle her
I'm writing letters to her love notes
Anonymously publishing my feelings for the one that makes my heart float
She gotta ass that can sink boats
I'm sorry for the honesty I'm probably overstepping my boundaries
But I gotta a lot to say
It ain't every day, you see someone that turns the grays to blue
Shifting hues, dirty thoughts I feel like I'm in high school
Silly feuds, who gets who, there's others but they not you
Where you at? I'll pick you up in my Honda According to the facts
There's no better match than me and you
What's the catch
Getting bags is natural so baby what's the price
I'm willing to pay my life just to get to know your mind
What's a dime to a dime
Baby what's the fine I'll pay it and do the time, Wyse
Summertime sublime
You ain't gotta tell me your sign
I already see the line from your soul to mine
I follow blind but I can feel your energy
Uplifting better me's so I can see the me to be or not to be
Intro to philosophy
Ignorance I no longer plead
There's god in me
You taught me that
There's a god in me
You taught me that
Credits
Writer(s): Hector Sanchez
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