World Be Free - Nandi

Come here
I just wanna talk my shit to you for a minute ma
You know ain't nothing like holding a conversation
Passport psychedelic, let's take a trip
Can't stop squeezing the trigger, she got that grip
Black god, Angelica on my hip
The Lauren London to my Nip, it's the world
See the halo over her install, Milan lip gloss
Take care her sons like Chris Paul
Ain't no missed calls, I answer whenever miss call
We playing this song, then I jump on it like Kriss Kross
That mean I'm hitting that ass backwards
Foreplay equality born supreme mathematics
Take a stab at it, lets trap for a better tax bracket
I don't eat swine, but that fat back had to get it
Queen be divine, Lil angel know her angles
My Angela Davis, shorty on a different time
Diamond in the rough, I done got into her mind
Baby girl I got ya back, you 'bout to feel it in ya spine
And they say the black man is god
The black woman is the mother of the earth
Kenya baby girl I know you wanna
Shake it like you from somewhere in Ghana
Met up with her once, now I can't leave her alone
Ask her where she from, she said Sierra Leone
Body of a goddess 'cause you is one
Got me a Somali it's a mix up
Royal threads when we get our pics done
Baby girl you know I love that melanin
And the way that thing jiggle like some gelatin
I don't mean to take you out yo element
I'm just made in his reflection, and that's how I know you heaven sent, it's evident
I said may I have this dance? She said yes love
Took it back to my roots, call me Quest Love
Nefertiti can you be my girlfriend
I just wanna show you what the world is
Shorty you the mother of the earth ling
Original woman it's yo birthday

Written by:
Brian Freeland

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