Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Stellar, artist - Scienze
Date of issue: 08.07.2013
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Stellar |
Told her that I need her, from her tank top to her Filas |
Had me feeling like the world stopped spinning underneath us |
Lip gloss poppin' I was watchin' kinda speechless |
I knew she took her time, accessorizing features |
Held the clutch like it’s clutch while she stood in front the speakers tryinna' |
get that good sound |
She moves like she’s down, head nods like the music asking questions |
Sipping on a drink as it mirrors her reflection |
Glass of perfection, Ode to the music |
Baby don’t stop don’t stop let us lose it |
Nothing really matters but the patter that we’re dancing |
Nothing as important as this moment that we’re handed |
I’mma have to grasp it, waist-line moving like some vinyl, so classic |
Played with no scratches, must be an actress playing all the parts becoming |
part of me |
So lemme act right, pardon me |
Woke up with the sun in my eye |
And now you standin' right in front of me this must be the sky |
Girl you shine so rightly, got me gone slightly |
I feel like im yours, please tread lightly |
It’s too soon for the honesty, yes |
And I ain’t into playin' games I gave my sneakers a rest |
But see I had to come and tell me what you do to my world |
I mean I’ve seen a lot of fishes but you must be a pearl |
And I’m tryinna know your number by the end of tonight |
And if I can’t then it’s cool, I remember your light |
So let’s dance for a little, laugh cuz we’re blessed |
Play it close for the slow jams and let me feel your chest |
I can hold you like I need you, and for this one record I can say I’ll never |
leave you |
No matter what you been through, no matter what you been through |
With a love like 5 minutes old |
It takes no time for this moment to go |
I’m glad I met ya', hopefully you feelin' the same |
Let’s order up another, you can tell me your name |
With a love like 5 minutes old |
It takes no time when you’re dealing with souls |
I’m glad I met ya', hopefully you feelin' the same |
Like the same kinda vibe to want the same last name |
You had me at the intro, how you carried yourself |
This might sound a little vain, but you should marry yourself |
I mean wow, the whole aura was like bling-blaow |
Meanwhile I’m lost inside my daydreams to say things now |
What would she see in me? |
Lonely hearted, I’m only an artist with the world as my easel, guess I don’t |
think realistically |
Spend all my remaining days showing you just how careful God was when he bared |
you |
Let me know if that scares you |
Queen, I’ll prepare you, spare you the theatrics |
Just, open your mind and treat these clouds like a mattress |
And, give me a chance to learn more of who you are |
Be the ying to my yang, or the window to my wall |
You’ll be the reason I see the world from a better view |
And know the pain I may cause isn’t intentional |
I only want the best for you, but can’t claim perfection |
Some people call them flaws, I say it’s image misconception |
Connections that would make the biggest lovers glow green in the face |
But they can only admire the love between |
I even contemplate on which finger should that ring hold |
Some hot chocolate over Nat King Cole |
Doesn’t that seem so, unforgettable? |
Kettle shoot blowing out the steam onto the windows, write our thoughts out |
together |
You can sign on that dotted line, address it to that pedestal |
And I can have a field of roses, sent to you |