pretty brown eyes
You been on my mind
But I'd rather have you in these arms of mine
Geek yo head up, baby, waste your time
That's all I'm tryna do, all I'm tryna do
Baby girl, I'd (rather spin the block with you)
(Riding round, bumping Young Thug London link with you)
(Glad I'm living in the same lifetime as you)
Pretty brown eyes, she gone break my heart in two
I thank God for how he drew you, yeah, he took his time
My caramel brown skin love potion number nine
I get lost in those pretty brown eyes
She's a heartbreaker, but she's all mine
Your last man couldn't handle you
Cause peasants don't belongs with Queens
I'm the Prince of Neptune, baby
And I could sell a million dreams
And when I (break you off)
She posing like throwback
Repeat, rematch, you know that
Baby, I would rather (rather spin the block with you)
(Riding round, bumping Young Thug London link with you)
(Glad I'm living in the same lifetime as you)
Pretty brown eyes, she gone break heart in two
My wrongs all in the past
Can't take no loss, you leave, relapse, and now we right back
What you call that?
Tryna ease your mind, sit back, recline, lemme feel your vibe, oh yeah
Whoa
I thank God for how he drew you, yeah, he took his time
My caramel brown skin love potion number nine (nine)
I get lost in those pretty brown eyes
She's a heartbreaker, but she's all mine (all mine)
But I'd rather have you in these arms of mine
Geek yo head up, baby, waste your time
That's all I'm tryna do, all I'm tryna do
Baby girl, I'd (rather spin the block with you)
(Riding round, bumping Young Thug London link with you)
(Glad I'm living in the same lifetime as you)
Pretty brown eyes, she gone break my heart in two
I thank God for how he drew you, yeah, he took his time
My caramel brown skin love potion number nine
I get lost in those pretty brown eyes
She's a heartbreaker, but she's all mine
Your last man couldn't handle you
Cause peasants don't belongs with Queens
I'm the Prince of Neptune, baby
And I could sell a million dreams
And when I (break you off)
She posing like throwback
Repeat, rematch, you know that
Baby, I would rather (rather spin the block with you)
(Riding round, bumping Young Thug London link with you)
(Glad I'm living in the same lifetime as you)
Pretty brown eyes, she gone break heart in two
My wrongs all in the past
Can't take no loss, you leave, relapse, and now we right back
What you call that?
Tryna ease your mind, sit back, recline, lemme feel your vibe, oh yeah
Whoa
I thank God for how he drew you, yeah, he took his time
My caramel brown skin love potion number nine (nine)
I get lost in those pretty brown eyes
She's a heartbreaker, but she's all mine (all mine)
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Writer(s): Brooks Danner
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