[Intro] What's good world it's WTPZ Radio Right now we got an exclusive for y'all It's your man Thelonious Martin Checking in with some brand new Topaz Jones For that ass…
[Chorus: Floyd Fuji] You were hotter as a blonde But I wouldn't say I mind that your roots showin' Couldn't wait to be a momma Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on ya' Why you springing for designer? A white tee with some jeans, it's a look for ya' Gold is leaking through the blinds We ain't sleeping through the night…
[Verse 1: Topaz Jones] They say sex is a weapon, I think it's a narcotic Niggas starin' at her titties, couldn't stick to the topic Outside the club with no plug, that'll fit in the socket Carry the clutch for the blush, lipstick in the pocket Pay the phone, cable, rent, when she get the deposit She tryna keep her waist thin as skeletons in her closet She got her “round the way” fit and her runway fresh They want that little black dress and Sunday's best If she do go on a date, it's typically through an app and five Minutes into dinner, realizing he doesn't appetize her Spacing out at the table, say I'm an astronaut I told her all the places I'd take her if I had a rocket Red glare, brake lights, I'm a playwright We all putting on a show to hide the stage fright Take a bow, they throwing flowers at your feet Know you proud to tell them all about how I was counting sheep on you…
[Chorus: Floyd Fuji] You were hotter as a blonde But I wouldn't say I mind that your roots showin' Couldn't wait to be a momma Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on ya' Why you springing for designer? A white tee with some jeans, it's a look for ya' Gold is leaking through the blinds We ain't sleeping through the night…
[Verse 2: Topaz Jones] They say sex is a weapon, you my executioner In that dress, thought you could have stood next to Lucifer Hot mess but I clean up nice, you gotta say Take a life if that's really the price I gotta pay I'm not a player, I'm just crushing on you love Might tell a lie if you ask is it true love Two doves, one stone don't always do it Ask my dogs, yeah we all been through it Why do I try so hard to hide myself? (myself) And end up sitting here beside myself (myself) With these Long faces, like Earth, Wind, and Fire bassist And cars race, but not at this heart's pace Stop playin' wit me The game over a Lil Flip of the switch Could shed light on the most The red wine for the toast The Cuervo for the nightcap That's when we really got raw Dropped the polite act, I like that You follow your own trends You rock with your old friends When niggas shootin' their shot Then you promise to goaltend And I could be more tender Though I'm a low spender Didn't know it then Now I could tell that you were meant for me
[Bridge] Yeah you were meant for me
[Chorus: Topaz Jones] You were hotter as a blonde But I wouldn't say I mind that your roots showin' Couldn't wait to be a momma Bet all the neighborhood boys put the moves on ya' Why you springing for designer? A white tee with some jeans, it's a look for ya' Gold is leaking through the blinds Still ain't sleeping through the night, no...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
