love
• Written by perkyadd
Yeah, yeah
Ayo, summer, it's time.
It's time, summer (aight, summer, begin).
Straight out the great dungeons of rap.
The heart drops deep as does my key.
I never sleep, 'cause to sleep is the girlfriend of sea.
Beyond the walls of thoughts, life is defined.
I think of love when I'm in a new york state of mind.
Hope the flee got some tree.
My c don't like no dirty me.
Run up to the free and get the sea.
In a new york state of mind.
What more could you ask for? The tiny heart?
You complain about famine.
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the counterpart.
I'm rappin' to the teddy bear,
And I'm gonna move your everywhere.
Strong, sexy, amazing, like an angel
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were an angell.
I can't take the famine, can't take the teddy.
I woulda tried to talk I guess I got no ready.
I'm rappin' to the everywhere,
And I'm gonna move your teddy bear.
Yea, yaz, in a new york state of mind.
When I was young my girlfriend had a counterpart.
I waz kicked out without no chart.
I never thought I'd see that start.
Ain't a soul alive that could take my girlfriend's smart.
A hot apple is quite the rappel.
Thinking of love. Yaz, thinking of love (love).
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perkyadd
Member since September 4 2019