M.A.D
• Written by Florestan
Uh!
So I have a shawty
She don't wanna kiss me
She's a bitch?
Should I know?
But hey! I think no.
That's just low
Every time she walk in the hallway
It feels like I wanna deal in the crossway
When she talks to him I say "'Mayday!"
He's a Ferrari
And I am a bike
In facebook he has too many likes
In baseball he always win with a strike
Girl, I think I wanna dive in the dike
When you are with him, hey girl I wanna die!
I'm no spy
With you I'll never lie
I just faint when you move those thighs
Those guys
They just want your slice
When I see you, Baby, I loose my spice
Oh Girl, I know I'm not your type
You just get hotter when you wear a stripe
When you dance all of the guys go hype
Please Girl give me a chance
I just wanna dance
Let me take you to Paris in France
I don't care even when I'm stabbed with a lance
Ok, this is the Birdman speaking
I don't care of what you are doing
Hope your done with you stabbing and licking
Let me hear you singing
This is my praise for you
I'm not from Malibu
When videos go taboo
I just wanna remind you
That I'm still here for you
Where we first met
Standing like a glue
Hanging in a net
I can't believe that I'm in love with a girl I just met
Dates are all so set
Hope is now death
I don't have chance
To take you to dance
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Florestan
Member since July 29 2015