| I had a dream about you
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| It was bugged, soon as I woke I wrote it out
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| So I could roll it out before you like a red carpet
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| Not a carpet colored red, a carpet made out of the color itself
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| Every strand was wove by summer itself
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| Lemme be as helpful to you as Santa’s elf
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| I’m rocking wedding bells, a wedding ring in my utility belt
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| I ain’t tryna gas you, know you ain’t tryna belch
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| I’ll make waffles that are belgian, do my bestest for your breakfast in bed
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| Breath my breath upon your breasteses and legs
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| Baby run for prez, I’ll vote
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| I’m fearless from the feelings you evoke
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| Okey dokey you can open up my nose
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| I’ll never put you second for a second, you’re no Robinson Cano
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| I don’t know if you’re into sports but I am hoping so
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| I noticed you’re a glowing indigo
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| It would be an honor just to roll with you let’s make the honor roll
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| I’ll run atop a rainbow and I’ll snatch a pot of gold
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| I’ll dump the gold and use the pot to make you platanos
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| I won’t even pot a rose for you, I’ll pot a grove
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| I ain’t even got a home for you, I’ve got a globe
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| Solar system doesn’t even got a lot of those
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| I’m your prince, princess you ain’t gotta kiss a lotta toads
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| Genuine article, wish I was your articles of clothes
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| Just a particle of cotton on your cones
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| That’d be the most wonderful destiny ever
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| Only possibility possibly better than being a stitch on your sweater
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| Is being human and me and you together
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| Forever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever
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| Now or never isn’t true
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| I’d prefer now, but whatever’s good with you, that’ll do
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| We could date until the doc give a date when the baby due
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| I can call you honey, sugar, darling, sweetie, baby, boo
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| You’re so hot
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| Sue me for being in hot pursuit
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| When a situation’s opportune, I’m a proper troop
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| I step up to the front, I don’t front though
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| I’ve got you under my skin, but nothing fungal
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| Perpetually I keep it on the humble
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| I ain’t on the hunt, or only tryna hump
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| I’d be a monkey’s uncle
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| I pray you don’t mistake yourself for prey
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| Or me for lame and tryna kick some game to try to get some play
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| That’d be a shame
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| Next time I see you I am definitely gonna shave
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| Till then I’m doing pushups tryna get in better shape
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| And soaking in some sun to try and tan my skin a couple shades
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| Let’s be a couple babe
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| Lemme keep you company
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| Let me in the door so I can make sure that you’re living comfortably
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| I can practically guarantee that I’m your cup of tea
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| Follow my lead and take this loaded magazine and cover me
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| That’s all I gotta say, at least for now
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| If you allow I’ll say it every single hour
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| I’m not even single now
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| In my heart and mind we’re already a duo
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| I’ve already switched from acting singular to acting plural
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| If I painted I’da painted you a mural
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| If I worked at Subway, my future mate, I woulda made a hero
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| To celebrate the miracle you are
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| But I’m aight, and because I’m a writer I wrote a couple bars |