Red Wine
Blaklez, PDOT O, AV
Yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Baby, you shocked me in the way you got me crazy (Dancin' on a field of daisies)
Pretty epic, thought I was bulletproof, you son of a gun
Listen so radios your hella special ain't Doritos
Thank me how voice abundant foreign like some tea toss
I can help but wonder how on earth you make sound so sonically
Stimulating had me pulsing from my crown
Till I doss how high we get really fond of
You actively cultivate levitate my mind
Send vibrations down my spine
From behind my stage penetrate
Been here right to the front to shine your power as I motivate
And I can wait the taste I ain't sorry that you demonstrate
And all you hesitate I'll be air you need to gravitate
If don't get picture I'mma paint all in song
You gotta load the gun and share my candy so long
And I can wait the taste I ain't sorry that you demonstrate
You know gravitate I'll be air you need to gravitate
If don't get picture I'mma paint all in song
You gotta load the gun and share my candy so long
What it look like?
What the mood like? (Sure)
I got you thinkin' 'bout a plan, got you shook, right?
Not a time wastin' man, let me book flight
Catch me in the coupe type
You standin' by the moonlight
I love your skin
You're beautiful, baby, you should know
You a miracle, a goddess in human form
Ungoyiki, as'thethe man
Khululeka mabebeza ngifuna beja san'
Angifun' uk'fosta but of course ngifun' ucinge ngam'
Sobonana emalanga but ok'cala ngifun' uk'cib' ispani
I like the music, the atmosphere is colourful
We smoke a doobie and do we proceed to tell the truth
To tell the truth I'm really digging your energy
It's natural, no need for us enforcing the chemistry
This is heavenly
You make me strive for a better dream
And honesty, let me plant a seed for my legacy, easy
Bbay, you shocked me in the way you got me crazy (Dancin' on a field of daisies)
Pretty epic, thought I was bulletproof, you son of a gun
(Mhm, ah yes)
Baby we could just chill, parlay
No sex, easy just, no stress
Peace, no protest
Gotta trust the process
Confidence, no flex
No talkin' 'bout your ex
Soft kisses on your neck
Don't care where the bros at, let's savour the moment
Lifting your mood like Prozac
Headwraps and incense, Erykah Badu throwbacks
The music is great, alot of ass that you throw back
Taking off my shoes, never treat you like a door mat
King needs a Queen, no mistresses, I know that
Let's take a gamble 'til we stumble past the floormat
No agression, no disrespect, no blowback
Wanna blow reefer, get lifted, then I blow your back
Queen, you're my type though for real, thought I told you that
We can plant seeds baby, they don't have to grow fast
Strong black women, attracted to the bozak
In a warm house but you serving me with cold facts
Bbay, you shocked me in the way you got me crazy
Pretty epic, thought I was bulletproof, you son of a gun
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