$1 not $2 tips at open bar
keep it that way
there's nothing wrong with partying
get the drinks going
oh, who's that?
oh, that's your girl? you with her
she looks like everyone else here
c'mon
they're not like me
(that's a shame)
baby they're not like me
and anyway you know it's not easy
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no
CHORUS:
c'mon it's not likely
and anyway you know they're not like me (so what's up)
and baby you know it's not easy (uh huh)
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no (got a light y'all?)
pardon my composure
saw ya
had to approach ya, move closer
confidence, courtesy of mimosas, framed perfect
like a picture with the sharpest image
from the lips of a cherub cherry red
Henny breath
let me guess
Queens, is ya?
see jean can read by the lean
and the tilt of the cap
and your drink, I'll refilling
I need some good conversation
love
these hood rats be making up the game
plus they ain't even fully developed
insane
so we could start a challenge
and balance most delicate matters
involving plans
including satin and carriages
wait
too far
maybe we could shoot a little hoop ball
or just chill on my stoop
I don't like a lot of hoopla
me and you sedude deuces and spike juices
and stove some backwards roll backwards (?)
and keep it that good
so write your name
oldschool
pen on the back
now what's a good time tomorrow
I don't stall
Holla back
CHORUS x 2
You see I walk up different on em
Talk slang often
Bought dinner Dutch
while most women do the wallet clutch
Never ask the (?) question
Make jokes interesting
Wear more clothes and let their eyes do the undressing
A little sarcasm, bar savage, tar addict,
Argue about reasonable doubt and Illmatic
Car traffic eyein'
We can walk in summer laughing
Cry when they giggle
split sides and curse
the magic that's in between us boy
Jean a fiend for the love-feeling
we crush dream and after lush green
and a sun shinin and enough beach for a lifetime
and you're just mine
poppin in at Hathaway
Wonder at (?) and rewind
play a little chess strip
see but nothing
I read a lot
beam you a little sixteen or something
I cook well
sip on drinks and just chill
a malt liquor and MOP
tell me what you feel
CHORUS x 2
See we could be for life even
for nights breathing heavy and steaming
from polite greetings to late at night face smashing
taste passion and race plays baggage
my faith asking to place faith back in and maybe marriage
I hate slackers
Jean love to chill and lay out,
sometimes stay out
We'll find an open bar
I'm not impressed by payouts
So star, display out your cards
We can splay out on the top of cars
And pick the constellations
While playing the Best of the Bards y'all
Making me nod agreeing
Patience is all I'm needing
Face it, I'm not your average girl
Or close to it even
Most original
Entranced by your physical plans
I've got a lot
but we could chill
It's all I ask
(it down)