Buddha Monk, The Streets, Juice, Allah Real - 4 Letter Word lyrics

[Buddha Monk, The Streets, Juice, Allah Real - 4 Letter Word lyrics]

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 SC
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
Kit's 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

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

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

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

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