Gregory Nichols - My 4Eva' Lady

"I heard you was paid
I be where you stay
You swallow the-like you-know what it think
Yo' What the-you work at the bank
You Puff on the dank
Shawty you thick
Is You trying to-
Now Who is you with
You making me sick (git)"

Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't even, Hold up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)
Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't even, Hold Up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)

Baby I don't think you know just who you are
Fuck a shooting star, You the Crooked letter, H-I-T My heart
You like C. Dior coming out the store, sharp as fork, Shot off in the dark, tried to be your Target, missed the mark But, I'd just rather be closer to you and that's no fable
Turn the tables on my Future demons peep through different angles
We could tangle, leave this room in Shambles, have you praising angels
Undergarments dangle, far from reality, Cause you be
Messing with these random ass, scrub ass, bum ass, looser ass, trick ass, Sorry ass Niggas
But I, understand you doing what you can to keep 'em' out ya' pants, dream, pool, and even genealogy, possibly Bothering future modeling, botany, psychology is "you and him loudly on I-40 hollering" mad in the middle of Static wanna' call him a "bastard" don't worry 'bout it
Baby hop on in mine and we'll move past it (cause)
Tickets add up every time he take your car
Acting like a star when he's really not You is the constellation, the Milky Way, Scholastic conservation, the queen Of spades, amazing, a billion men with hearts are racing moving back and forth just pacing feeling impatient Leaving they woman as they going through transformations
Here's ya' confirmation that your man is only giving ya' agitation, baby girl no need to Fear my conversation
I Don't seek a consummation, just take a vacation so that you can put your-

Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't even, (yeah) Hold up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)
Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't even, Hold Up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)
Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't (Ha!) even, Hold up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)
Hands in the air
When we pull up anywhere
I don't even, Hold Up, care
If her Man see us there (Hold Up!)

Written by:
Gregory Nichols Jr.

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