Bout You Babe
Every song is about you, babe
Every word that I think and say
Every one is about you, babe
B-Bout you
Every song is about you, babe
Every word that I think and say
Every one is about you, babe
Bout you babe, B-Bout you babe
Yeah, every song is about you, babe
Someone says your name, you light up like an astrolabe
You love the fame
Every line I spit is about you babe
You're incredible, and you know it
You find a million ways to show it
If I had a shot I'd take the lot
Cause I'm a betting man and I'm glowing
I'm the fresh prince no bel-air
I don't know why but you want to compare
You can't, that's the way the cookie crumbles
That sundress you're wearing got me humble
Yeah, every song is about you babe
You look so fly I want you on tape
That's the old way of taking a video
You don't know why but I like the old school
I use old tech and look like a fool
But i still record things that'll make you drool
I'm the master of tech, don't you sweat it
Like i said, I'm a betting man, so bet it
I got the tools to get the job done
I won't stop til this battle's won
And by battle i mean your opinion of me
Please like me girl, don't flee
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
If i gave you a piece of me
Would you hold on, hold on
If I gave you everything
Would you hold on, hold on
Yeah, what would you do if I gave you everything?
Girl, you make me wanna sing
Let's go shopping and get you that bling
And you know I mean a diamond ring
Girl, let me say you're smooth as butter
I'm hanging on every word you utter
Yeah you're gorgeous, did I stutter?
The butterflies in my stomach go flutter
Just one question, your place or mine?
You know I'll treat you right girl, just fine
Do you like me girl? Please tell me
I just can't get over it, you're so sexy
All eyes on you, girl, how does it feel?
Please let me treat you to a 4 course meal
Except you're the dessert and i promise
I don't desert after the check, you feel?
Yeah, swing that thing loud and proud
It's so nice it draws a crowd
You work and got nothing to show for it
Live your best life and go for it
Picture it: you and me sipping on that lean
Unless you're not into the party scene
That's okay if you're not, I'm green
I'm cool either way, that's what I mean
About you babe, bout you babe
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
Every word that I think and say
Every one is about you, babe
B-Bout you
Every song is about you, babe
Every word that I think and say
Every one is about you, babe
Bout you babe, B-Bout you babe
Yeah, every song is about you, babe
Someone says your name, you light up like an astrolabe
You love the fame
Every line I spit is about you babe
You're incredible, and you know it
You find a million ways to show it
If I had a shot I'd take the lot
Cause I'm a betting man and I'm glowing
I'm the fresh prince no bel-air
I don't know why but you want to compare
You can't, that's the way the cookie crumbles
That sundress you're wearing got me humble
Yeah, every song is about you babe
You look so fly I want you on tape
That's the old way of taking a video
You don't know why but I like the old school
I use old tech and look like a fool
But i still record things that'll make you drool
I'm the master of tech, don't you sweat it
Like i said, I'm a betting man, so bet it
I got the tools to get the job done
I won't stop til this battle's won
And by battle i mean your opinion of me
Please like me girl, don't flee
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
If i gave you a piece of me
Would you hold on, hold on
If I gave you everything
Would you hold on, hold on
Yeah, what would you do if I gave you everything?
Girl, you make me wanna sing
Let's go shopping and get you that bling
And you know I mean a diamond ring
Girl, let me say you're smooth as butter
I'm hanging on every word you utter
Yeah you're gorgeous, did I stutter?
The butterflies in my stomach go flutter
Just one question, your place or mine?
You know I'll treat you right girl, just fine
Do you like me girl? Please tell me
I just can't get over it, you're so sexy
All eyes on you, girl, how does it feel?
Please let me treat you to a 4 course meal
Except you're the dessert and i promise
I don't desert after the check, you feel?
Yeah, swing that thing loud and proud
It's so nice it draws a crowd
You work and got nothing to show for it
Live your best life and go for it
Picture it: you and me sipping on that lean
Unless you're not into the party scene
That's okay if you're not, I'm green
I'm cool either way, that's what I mean
About you babe, bout you babe
Every song is about you, babe
About you babe, bout you babe
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Genaro Garcia De Quevedo
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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