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Buddha Monk f/ Allah Real, Juice, Streets - 4 Letter Word lyrics
[Juice] Just another day on the train, on my way to Sconnectity This light skin ecstasy, sat right next to me Tight jeans, heels, clean grill, the right recipe Sparked a conversation, cuz she's the one impressing me Shorty got a man, but that's not stressing me Darling named Mya, I think she want the 'best of me' Guess we can skip the messy, you can check me Pick a date, we can skate, reservate the best seats Truth to game, I'm on the train, but I got a jet seat And I don't like the Lex seats, but if you interest me In the blink of an eye, we can fly in the S.C. Penthouse, great suites, dinner winter, break feast Don't even get out of bed, yawning, morning, you get fed I let you breathe with the pres, but only if you give me head Say you like my game, saying I like your frame I'm your destiny, child, did I say my name? Juice, the ice pirate, usually night riding Kits and all that, got a man, I fix all that I was Chris before rap, I'm never gon' fall back Gave her my pager number, yo trust me, I call back [Chorus 2X: Buddha Monk, Allah Real] I thought love was a four letter word Something I needed of her Let's take this love to an ecstasy Let's talk about the love between you and me [Juice] Now we taking trips to the mall and all You in my home, answer my phone, asking chicks what they calling for We been together for like three weeks, been through like fifty sheets Back seats and luxury jeeps, and balcony suites Got me heaven, like Macy Gray and that ain't 'Common' Pardon, I spend half the day, fast, I don't be calling But you please me, say you need me I don't need you, but insurance, I'll say it if need be We can flee the coastery, where none of our posters be Are you feeling sainty, as long as you close to be That's how it's suppose to be [Streets] Is that how it suppose to be... Baby we can creep and do whatever, you know I'm done for a little Freaking or whatever and I must admit Let me whip the V, we go across seas and take trips On the phone with all my friends telling 'em that I'm whipped I know I got a man, but you got me weak and shit And everytime I'm with him, think about you hitting my hips It's only been three weeks, but to me, it's like forever Dump your girl, it's me and you, nobody gon' do it better than me I hold you down like Bonnie and Clyde Through all your hard times, baby, I stay by your side I be the one that you can call on them lonely nights And cry with you when you down, as I hold you tight The way I feel about you, boo, I never felt in my life So I'm hoping that one day you gon' make me your wife...Buddha Monk f/ Allah Real, Juice, Streets - 4 Letter Word - http://motolyrics.com/buddha-monk-f-allah-real-juice-streets/4-letter-word-lyrics.html