Lucky Joyaz - Friend Zone
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Never forget that day i walked in to to the shell
Stumble in my step
Vodka on my breath
Roc is where I left
Subjects more important
Freckles gorgeous
Need to know your name
I see put smile on your face
When it come to me Girl my cut don’t go away
Whatever how much you puton pump whatever
Vodka got me faded
It got my game on delay
That just what I say
But really you took my breath
Away need asthma pump for my uuuuuhhh
Wanna play connect
The dots across on your frecks
Kissing on your neck
Connecting em to your chest
That just in my head
Reality don’t want press
Time i was my shyness
Timeless situation
If I could take that chance I had
When Smoking in your car
I had construction gear you’d would wear wit nothing else on at all
Let that chance fall
Through my lucky fingertips
If I can take it back I think I wish could I did
Obviously I didn’t
Now you have 2nd kid
It really only matters
If i make it relevant
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
I know you been going thru some thangs
I know you love it when lucky sang
That why i hit the jukebox and I play
I know I know you love to hear the flow
Maybe it my voice of gold
Funky cold like tone loc
Tongue and tone can soothe your soul
Grow to show I lose control
One thing I can say to be honest
I don’t want to hear your relationship problems
Years it been same tho
You don’t fix about em
Sorry but that coming from the bottom I promise
I know you remember
That one night when you lost it
Your friend coming on to me
Ass thought I palm it
Said You seen me do it
Through the glass and it reflection
Really I just put my hand her lower back section
Regret def that night in attic up at bens
Pushed on you too hard
So you dropped me at my car
That’s the night I showed you
I’m like others at the bar
But you know what they say
That a shoulder to cry on
A hard dick to ride on
Applying if your hiring
Filling your position
You know what my mission
How much I got listen
To eat that fruition
How much I got listen
To eat you
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Take me out to the ball game
Take me out to the crowd
Written by:
Elemaniel Gomez
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