Lyrics: Mosez Jones
Music: Mosez Jones
Woke up feeling blessed man today’s a new day/ Always kick and push and that’s word to Lupe/ Shorty always tripping call her lil suitcase/
Yea she was a dime aha I ain’t afraid to lose change/
To me it’s about soul her body wasn’t all that/
If we was talking rims then she gotta be a hub cap/
Was going for love jones bringing that 90s love back/
gave her the wrong number I never ever called back/
Bum B I choose U I’m on the route of big pimping/
In MTL surrounded by all these pretty women/ Swear All these Moroccan gone have me speaking Arabic/
I’m here to hear your thoughts this is Ntwali the therapist/
I’m looking for the one that’s gone retire me from this game/
So when I cop a coupe we’ll be ridding in lovers lane/
Gotta know like boys II men girl can you stand the rain/
you knew when they lie and say I’m out with what’s her name/
And of course man I rather be next to you,
But I got no time for the bickering,
For the bickering,
Ohhh,
And this room only big enough for the two,
Baby,
Show me what’s you working with,
What’s you working with,
Ohhh,
Yeah, oh shit
Baby I ain’t gon’ say I knew
But I done seen this shit before like it’s a déjà vu
Let’s kick it back and smoke a spliff, girl we could play badu
I got the roses in the piff with a bit of some sage I grew
and dried
Too alive, don’t mean to crucify ya
Now we both pointing fingers like
who’s the liar?
Plug dried up, think I need a new supplier
Got me mumbling like Kanye going through the wire
Oh no, you mad at me
My answers filled with apathy
You’d rather be emphatically wrapped up in my anamoty
You think that Adam and Eve could resist the apple tree?
I guess the human masterpiece been riddled with all this vanity
I’m not sure how to react to this
We gon’ need more than the amethyst
Shit ain’t been adding up, I did the math
I think you a masochist
Sadness in the bliss of the moment watching the magic slip
Fight and we f*ck, then you lighting me up
And I’m stuck in the dark of this black abyss
And of course man I rather be next to you,
But I got no time for the bickering,
For the bickering,
Ohhh,
And this room only big enough for the two,
Baby,
Show me what’s you working with,
What’s you working with,
Ohhh,