Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song NeS , by - Mickey Factz. Song from the album 740 Park Avenue, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.02.2016
Record label: Museum Mick
Song language: English
NeS |
| Hey |
| How you doing? |
| I’m good, how are you? |
| I’m fine. |
| Listen I wanted to ask you a question? |
| Uh-huh |
| Describe to me the strength, beauty and love of a woman |
| The strength, beauty, and love of a woman? |
| Yes |
| It’s just universal, unmatched, um beautiful. |
| Um, I don’t know I can’t really |
| explain it. |
| (laughs) |
| That’s kind of good |
| She would have Meagan Good lips, Mariah Carey voice with crazy good pitch |
| Scandal outfits for her wide Kerry hips |
| Halle Berry kiss, and a Tyler Perry flick |
| She would have tits like Scarlett Johansson |
| And real fit like Angela Bassett |
| Age well so she look 30 in her 50s, 20 in her 40s, and 40 in her 60s |
| Hair like Salma Hayek, skin tone as |
| But real down to earth like Mya |
| Business of Opera, but freaky like Khia |
| Thick thighs of chun lee from street fighter |
| Mind like Angelou, creative as Kara Walker |
| Submissive but still strong like Sarah Connor |
| Doesn’t that sounds the deal to you |
| Put em together they still don’t equal you |
| There ain’t no one like her, set the bar so high |
| You know you got that fire |
| No one like her, nobody better |
| Now where you came from, baby where you came from |
| Because it can’t be heaven, what you done done? |
| Look what you done done, you fell right out the sky |
| There ain’t no one like her, nobody better |
| Innovative as Madonna and dress better than Rihanna |
| She dance like Ciara with abs like Tiana |
| Religious as Karen Clark, won’t forget her like Sarah Marsh |
| And she can out rap Pharoahe Monch |
| In the bed she make Lisa Anne look like a movie about Peter Pan, |
| it gets deeper man |
| Influential, like Betty and Coretta |
| I’ma Momma’s boy but she better than Loretta |
| Flier than Amelia Earhart, pardon me |
| Flier than a million airports, pardon me |
| Flier than an eagle that can’t walk, and stay in the air or lay in the lair, |
| baby you rare |
| Feels like spaghetti when I play in you hair |
| You like Marilyn Monroe without the crazy affair |
| Or Vivian Banks or maybe a Claire |
| Or Hilary Swank or maybe a Cher |
| Eyes of a goddess she be making me stare |
| Not just another lady with flare |
| Cuz I see me with you, don’t it sound like a deal to you |
| Put them together they still don’t equal a you |