Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Next Time, artist - Common. Album song Go! Common Classics, in the genre R&B
Date of issue: 31.12.2009
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Geffen
Song language: English
Next Time |
I’m gonna blow your mind, hold you close |
Squeeze you tight, the next time that I see you |
I’m gonna tell you I love you, cross my heart |
And I hope I die |
The next time that I see you |
I grew up, talking Chi-town slang |
Never played soccer but loved to kick game |
Loved chicks with thick frames |
And big-lipped dames |
Might see 'em on my arm |
Cause I charm like thick chains |
I was at the Knicks game, they were playing the Nets |
Courtside so I could hear the shit they say to the refs |
Thugs, this type of stuff you can’t express in a text |
See the section of girls who be dressing for checks |
That’s when she stepped in front of me |
Light-skinned, long hair like a school days wannabe |
A big 'ol (whoo) let’s just say she was blessed |
She had got it from her mama, God gave her the rest |
We was being introduced by mutual friends |
Like Kobe in the 4th, that’s when the game begins |
Game begins, games begins |
I’m from the windy city, so I play to win c’mon |
We conversated tough about life and stuff |
Told her, tonight was just right for us |
She was, flavor most and I can spice it up |
Be my black Victoria Beckham once I wife it up |
Asked when the next time we could speak |
I might Khloe you, marry you in 3 weeks |
Seen cheeks, she was like 'she don’t remember my name' |
That’s when I realized ain’t no gender in game |
I thought, like «Man! |
You don’t know me?» |
I’m the black guy in the flick with Angelina Jolie |
Boldly, she told me 'Oh you got moves' |
Her friends said 'No, really though, he’s a good dude' |
After couple months of dating and pairs of good shoes |
Being snapped by the papps, we shared the good news |
We were engaged, though many was confused |
I’m from the windy city, so I will not lose… come on |
She had a dope figure, y’all can go figure |
Should of listened to 'Ye, cause she was a gold digger |
I ain’t a dumb nigga, she was able to pull it |
Love happy, blindsided like Sandra Bullock |
Or could it be, things go the way that they should |
From the, unexpected, love could be understood |
And in the real game, only love can win |
I got to win, cause I fell in love with her friend |