K-I-SS-I-N-G

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Picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 She was the modern Isis, honey doll she was priceless
 Perfect definition what a wife is, I like this
 Showed me how excitin life is
 I used to hang around dudes that used ice picks
 The sheistiest, put you on they heist list
 How we met it must have been fate
 First date, crushed grapes, we ate lobster and steak
 She kept asking questions how the cash made how my rent's paid
 How many guns I sprayed and huns I laid
 She said she want to have a family raise kids someday
 Like out in Beverly Hills she wanna live one day
 I can get with that I drop you off home
 I call you hit me back
 I wanna dig that and did I? I did that
 Put it way up where her ribs at, her future kids at
 You held out for two weeks, longer than these hoodrats
 You precious more precious than lost treasure
 Matter of fact I'm kinda hopin we can stay together
 Picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 I see you dressed up in white face covered in veil
 Do I hear wedding bells? My dogs throwin rice
 And it's the day that your father give you away
 To a real man that gently put the ring on your hand
 Do we vow to stay faithful? Do more than try to
 Now, look me in my eyes and say I do
 Driving off in the Rolls Royce just married on the plates
 We can spend our honeymoon in the states
 You can throw your friend the bouquet
 Something in the back of my head say
 For us two, maybe cuz I love you
 Hug you squeeze you touch you tease you
 As long as we together it's heaven for me to please you
 Won't stop til I tell you me to, beautiful
 Deeper and harder love layin new with you
 Running my fingers through your hair it's like days can go by
 While I'm wit you and I won't even care, word
 Picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 She been with young dudes, old guys, Hindus, pa-pi's
 Colombians who cut pies, but none of them can touch Nas
 Thug ones to those soft as baby shit
 She been with hoodlums and those who had crazy chips
 Til one day she decided to flip
 It was nuttin I can do about it, like she the boss and shit
 Started talkin this divorcin shit
 I gave her my half rib, half my crib, half my cake
 Half my car, half my kids? Can't get that
 Tried to swing on the God, had to dip that
 Yo, push her on the bed, lift her leg, had to rip that
 All she wanted was rough sex, with her slick ass
 Had to sit back, smoke a blunt and just look
 With a fine-ass body and a damn good cook
 For some reason yo she had me stuck and I had her in my web too
 You my queen God bless you
 Picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Girl picture us married, you and me; K-I-S-S-I-N-G
 I remember the first time, girl you and me; F-U-C-K-I-N-G
 Picture us married, you and me
 

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Duration
04:15
Key
1
Tempo
170 BPM

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