Kele - Guava Rubicon lyrics
[Kele - Guava Rubicon lyrics]
She asks me "what my favourite colour is?"
I tell her "At the moment it's green
like Brockwell Park in bloom"
She kisses her teeth and
Tells me hers is brown naturally
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kool FM and garage raves back in the day
My Ethiopian girl there's a space next to me
You can take a seat but don't go blaming me
If I don't make the cut
She wants a Lucious Lyon
Someone to wear her out
To be her Bobby Brown
So don't go hating on if
That's not how I roll
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kool FM and garage raves back in the day
My Ethiopian girl wears an ankh amulet
She's down with kemetics
She says you don't read enough
My Nubian prince then she says
"Spirit (spirit) to another spirit (spirit)
For we should run like jaguars
Through the Serengeti plains
Can you imagine it?"
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kiss FM and bashment raves back in the day
She's real she's real
Then she says
"What's your frequency Kele?
Are you feeling my vibe?
For we could sing like twins
In our very own language can you imagine it?
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
I tell her "At the moment it's green
like Brockwell Park in bloom"
She kisses her teeth and
Tells me hers is brown naturally
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kool FM and garage raves back in the day
My Ethiopian girl there's a space next to me
You can take a seat but don't go blaming me
If I don't make the cut
She wants a Lucious Lyon
Someone to wear her out
To be her Bobby Brown
So don't go hating on if
That's not how I roll
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kool FM and garage raves back in the day
My Ethiopian girl wears an ankh amulet
She's down with kemetics
She says you don't read enough
My Nubian prince then she says
"Spirit (spirit) to another spirit (spirit)
For we should run like jaguars
Through the Serengeti plains
Can you imagine it?"
She's real, real like Guava Rubicon
Like all the girls I used to
Know from round the way
She's real like Ellesse and Moschino
Kiss FM and bashment raves back in the day
She's real she's real
Then she says
"What's your frequency Kele?
Are you feeling my vibe?
For we could sing like twins
In our very own language can you imagine it?
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)
My Ethiopian girl (My Ethiopian girl)