Bow Tie (feat. Reezie Roc)
You got me on my dapper shit with this one Reezie
They know how we coming
Fly shit only
You special like Ed girl
You special like Ed girl, you magnificent
Got it made, getting paid, own her go getter shit
Difference in you and other woman is you genuine
Not a selfish bone in ya body, that's why you be winning
No pretending, keep it real deal, I swear you the real deal
Like I been running in place like a treadmill
Same old nonsense, fucking with my confidence
Had me thinking it was me, it was just my judgment
You never been judgmental, very instrumental though
Help me grow, miracle, been my drive, vehicle
Seen what I didn't see, I hate to sound spiritual
I know you was heaven sent, the others were irrelevant
I done hit the jackpot, I don't mean a settlement
Getting what I needed, I would never call it settling
In front of the reverend and the lord, I vow too
Never ever hurt you, especially in this nice suit
You got your own style baby and I like that
I know it sound cliché but I think we a perfect match
Yeah I want it all girl that include the strings attached
I ain't playing games witcha baby this ain't pitty pat
You all that, no lie
So fly, oh my
So why ask why
You the reason that I'm in this suit and bow tie
When God send you gifts, you gotta love it
Give him all the thanks when he does it
Appreciate the blessings, keep em coming
People pray for this type of a loving
When we first met, it was something special
I'm talking bout greatness, nothing lesser
Study you like a book, big professor
Now we together, big pressure
I love you, you my queen but you know that
The kingdom that we built, I wouldn't throwback
Ambition, beauty, love, hustle, four facts
I describe you, in them four tats
Love of my life, we a perfect pie
The style that you got, match my fly
I know Cooter skeet smiling in the sky
That's why I'm tailored in bow tie
You got your own style baby and I like that
I know it sound cliché but I think we a perfect match
Yeah I want it all girl that include the strings attached
I ain't playing games witcha baby this ain't pitty pat
You all that, no lie
So fly, oh my
So why ask why
You the reason that I'm in this suit and bow tie
They know how we coming
Fly shit only
You special like Ed girl
You special like Ed girl, you magnificent
Got it made, getting paid, own her go getter shit
Difference in you and other woman is you genuine
Not a selfish bone in ya body, that's why you be winning
No pretending, keep it real deal, I swear you the real deal
Like I been running in place like a treadmill
Same old nonsense, fucking with my confidence
Had me thinking it was me, it was just my judgment
You never been judgmental, very instrumental though
Help me grow, miracle, been my drive, vehicle
Seen what I didn't see, I hate to sound spiritual
I know you was heaven sent, the others were irrelevant
I done hit the jackpot, I don't mean a settlement
Getting what I needed, I would never call it settling
In front of the reverend and the lord, I vow too
Never ever hurt you, especially in this nice suit
You got your own style baby and I like that
I know it sound cliché but I think we a perfect match
Yeah I want it all girl that include the strings attached
I ain't playing games witcha baby this ain't pitty pat
You all that, no lie
So fly, oh my
So why ask why
You the reason that I'm in this suit and bow tie
When God send you gifts, you gotta love it
Give him all the thanks when he does it
Appreciate the blessings, keep em coming
People pray for this type of a loving
When we first met, it was something special
I'm talking bout greatness, nothing lesser
Study you like a book, big professor
Now we together, big pressure
I love you, you my queen but you know that
The kingdom that we built, I wouldn't throwback
Ambition, beauty, love, hustle, four facts
I describe you, in them four tats
Love of my life, we a perfect pie
The style that you got, match my fly
I know Cooter skeet smiling in the sky
That's why I'm tailored in bow tie
You got your own style baby and I like that
I know it sound cliché but I think we a perfect match
Yeah I want it all girl that include the strings attached
I ain't playing games witcha baby this ain't pitty pat
You all that, no lie
So fly, oh my
So why ask why
You the reason that I'm in this suit and bow tie
Credits
Writer(s): Terrance Fordham
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