Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crush Hour , by - Masta Ace. Release date: 21.12.2017
Song language: English
Crush Hour |
| Good morning World |
| What you doing on the corner girl? |
| Up with you, in the crib’s where I want to curl |
| Cause you look so good, it’s a crying shame |
| I’mma make a U-turn, come back around, try again |
| Tryna see if maybe I can get another glance |
| Blew the first one, maybe get another chance |
| Every car that roll by, cats is peepin' at you |
| Some are rolling down their windows and they beepin' at you |
| They all flirtin', tryna offer you a lift to work |
| But every dirt just really want to lift your skirt |
| I know you wishing this bus’d come the hell along |
| So fly you was born with propellers on |
| Amazing Grace in my face like the famous hymn |
| You looked at me, thinking I was same as him |
| Nah wait, I just want to take you on a date |
| You know, wine in the glass, food on the plate |
| Supermom, tired of putting on the cape |
| I could tell from your face that you want a break |
| I could see that you really need a vacation |
| So I’m circlin' the block, trying to make haste |
| Great taste, I could tell you’re not a cheap date |
| But this cop keeps telling me to keep straight |
| He don’t know we got a date with destiny |
| This construction on the road is really testin' me |
| I just can’t wait 'til I get back to you |
| (get to you baby) |
| Long as you know that I’m trying to get to you |
| What’s it like to have the whole world barkin' at you? |
| Dudes should be talkin' to you but they talkin' at you |
| I just need to keep my eyes on the road |
| But I’m thinkin' 'bout them caramel thighs a la mode |
| See, look how you put a guy in beast mode |
| I made a wrong turn; |
| damn man the street closed |
| I’m just trying to make it back to the bus stop |
| See if I could pick you up like a dust-mop |
| And I know everyday you got a dead guys |
| Before they ever get a word in edgewise |
| I’m at the red light, half a block away |
| I see the bus turn off of Rockaway |
| This is not how I thought that it was gonna end |
| I guess I’m left to sit here wondering |
| And as you get on the Number 10 |
| I think about us and everything we could’ve been |