SoulChef, The 49ers - Blind Man See lyrics
[SoulChef, The 49ers - Blind Man See lyrics]
Haha, you're far too kind, you're far too
Kind, hey these next
Guys man they're the best
They're the best, they're friends of
Mine too, The 49ers
Hey what's up guys, come up, come up
Yeah, they're my personal friends
Marchitect, Jas Mace
SoulChef and the rest of them
Back to you girl, you're supple and fly
Plus I've seen these dudes
Rap a hundred times
Could I have this two step what you
Say that me and you just
Slow it down a little bit and
Do the things we do best
Yeah I hope somebody plays another love song
And dedicates it to people
Getting their hump on
And their freak on, their sneak and creep on
Hit you while you're working and I'll
Even keep my sneaks on
But tonight, you're dressed so elegant
Look at your measurements and
You're so intelligent
I must admit, we a custom fit
Put your panties on I'll take
Them off just as quick
Uh, yeah it's getting hot in here
Take you home, pop pops out the rocking chair
She make an old man walk
She make a blind man talk about seeing again
Sophisticated, oh that's ya jam?
Ultrasound track 10? yeah, they're my fam
49ers me and them we go way back
Like Wheel of Fortune without Pat Sajak
Yeah, but enough about me
Let's talk about you making
Love and fantasies
Oh, I see, you're the shy type
Bring back the eye sight to a blind man type
I must say miss that
Dress you're in's stunning
Bet you walk down the street and
Got all the men running
But that's okay for now
I’ll be your bodyguard
Guard you body stick close like
Trench coats covering a shottie
And that material really yo
Accentuates your natural curves
I bet you grew up in the burbs
Ain't nothing wrong with that cause I did to
Let's give a toast I dedicate
This to you girl
She make an old man walk
She make a blind man talk about seeing again
Kind, hey these next
Guys man they're the best
They're the best, they're friends of
Mine too, The 49ers
Hey what's up guys, come up, come up
Yeah, they're my personal friends
Marchitect, Jas Mace
SoulChef and the rest of them
Back to you girl, you're supple and fly
Plus I've seen these dudes
Rap a hundred times
Could I have this two step what you
Say that me and you just
Slow it down a little bit and
Do the things we do best
Yeah I hope somebody plays another love song
And dedicates it to people
Getting their hump on
And their freak on, their sneak and creep on
Hit you while you're working and I'll
Even keep my sneaks on
But tonight, you're dressed so elegant
Look at your measurements and
You're so intelligent
I must admit, we a custom fit
Put your panties on I'll take
Them off just as quick
Uh, yeah it's getting hot in here
Take you home, pop pops out the rocking chair
She make an old man walk
She make a blind man talk about seeing again
Sophisticated, oh that's ya jam?
Ultrasound track 10? yeah, they're my fam
49ers me and them we go way back
Like Wheel of Fortune without Pat Sajak
Yeah, but enough about me
Let's talk about you making
Love and fantasies
Oh, I see, you're the shy type
Bring back the eye sight to a blind man type
I must say miss that
Dress you're in's stunning
Bet you walk down the street and
Got all the men running
But that's okay for now
I’ll be your bodyguard
Guard you body stick close like
Trench coats covering a shottie
And that material really yo
Accentuates your natural curves
I bet you grew up in the burbs
Ain't nothing wrong with that cause I did to
Let's give a toast I dedicate
This to you girl
She make an old man walk
She make a blind man talk about seeing again