Ski Beatz, Whosane, Yasiin Bey - Taxi lyrics
[Ski Beatz, Whosane, Yasiin Bey - Taxi lyrics]
En garde bang bang it's a war of the hearts
We could either make love or we could spar
Either way we hollerin' out, Good Lord!
Either one don't solve the problem at all
Spend the first half tryna get it on
Spent the next half tryna get gone
What's wrong? "Nothin' at all"
Watch your head girl that lie is too tall
Don't go, F it, do what you want
I'm out the front door
I'm waitin' on your call
Forgot it took place, rememberin' it all
Feel like forever, the moment's so small
Your eyes soft, your gold heart
Your kiss warm, your cold heart
Fresh frost, tried to melt it off
Bags packed at home lookin' lost
Trippin' out endin' up where you start
Carousel at the merry-go park
Pretty horse, let me off
Shed a tear, but I'm too tired to mourn
Do it tomorrow
When you're gone and you can't see me at all
Boulevard, Love and Hate, we at the cross
Buckle up, rough course tAXI
Sweet Hosea it's the heartbreak dollar cab
Sweet Hosea it's the heartbreak tAXI
(Run)
Stepping out of the car
Rub my foot on the curb
Was putting bread in the meter
When I met my girl
The Brooklyn swagger dagger had to
Hit her with words
Home cooked em booty, I'm from Brooklyn
She from the burbs
See that ass so sick, all I want is the germ
I G that ass so quick, yea I frizzy the perm
What beater in the haircut til she?
Pulling on her dreads, sitting in my Benz
Reminiscing, listening to one of
Our songs like
How the hell did me and baby girl go wrong
She was so wife potential
Even liked by kinfolk moms made her dinner
Dad labelled her a winner
She was educated and dedicated
The beauty, body, and soul
And her booty so out of control
Whoa, truth is she love me
But had more hatred
It felt complex but it's really that basic
(TAXI)
We could either make love or we could spar
Either way we hollerin' out, Good Lord!
Either one don't solve the problem at all
Spend the first half tryna get it on
Spent the next half tryna get gone
What's wrong? "Nothin' at all"
Watch your head girl that lie is too tall
Don't go, F it, do what you want
I'm out the front door
I'm waitin' on your call
Forgot it took place, rememberin' it all
Feel like forever, the moment's so small
Your eyes soft, your gold heart
Your kiss warm, your cold heart
Fresh frost, tried to melt it off
Bags packed at home lookin' lost
Trippin' out endin' up where you start
Carousel at the merry-go park
Pretty horse, let me off
Shed a tear, but I'm too tired to mourn
Do it tomorrow
When you're gone and you can't see me at all
Boulevard, Love and Hate, we at the cross
Buckle up, rough course tAXI
Sweet Hosea it's the heartbreak dollar cab
Sweet Hosea it's the heartbreak tAXI
(Run)
Stepping out of the car
Rub my foot on the curb
Was putting bread in the meter
When I met my girl
The Brooklyn swagger dagger had to
Hit her with words
Home cooked em booty, I'm from Brooklyn
She from the burbs
See that ass so sick, all I want is the germ
I G that ass so quick, yea I frizzy the perm
What beater in the haircut til she?
Pulling on her dreads, sitting in my Benz
Reminiscing, listening to one of
Our songs like
How the hell did me and baby girl go wrong
She was so wife potential
Even liked by kinfolk moms made her dinner
Dad labelled her a winner
She was educated and dedicated
The beauty, body, and soul
And her booty so out of control
Whoa, truth is she love me
But had more hatred
It felt complex but it's really that basic
(TAXI)