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Buddha Monk - "Butterflies"
Lyrics to Butterflies : (feat. Layza Life, Mazur) [Intro: Buddha Monk] Ok, thats what it is, she give me [Buddha Monk] Now the topic for the day is how I got these butterflies Long hair, chinky eyes, skin so light She never met a guy make her feel so right When bedroom be up, Monk, killed them lights If in trouble with my hustle, gun tussle with jail dudes Tight rope, but no worry, butterfly got you I got you too, I sware on you, my beautiful butterfly This ride of, you and I, until the day we die When we baby try, huh, seven thirty-five Get in, let your hair down, shades on, gone with the wind My endless love, Im in this love Whether rich or mugged, chains like from her belt to her butt So I made ice bling, huh, Rocawear with nike skins Vasoline, Imma tighten your frame Take the worldwide chooses, hot tub nuded Wake up the next day with them butterfly cooties, haha She said, thats what she means, she gives me, inside [Chorus x2: Buddha Monk] Stay with me, mommy, love with me, mommy Mate to me, mommy, dance with me, mommy Stay with me, mommy, love with me, mommy Stay on it, mommy, drive on it, mommy [Mazur] This blue-black pon dutch, cocked to the side Arch brows, light brown, tints in your eyes Krispy kreme, pearl hair doo to die for Banging backyard with that waist size four Hypnotic voice, sweet like baby breath Out of billion other shorties, only you god blessed Take word life, my gut flutters, when you pass by The scent of you, hit me like my first weed high Nervous temptrum, girl you got my palm sweating Wishing I can find the right words to get you undressing Fuck a dime, mami, you the whole damn dollar Youse a throw back beauty like a 64 Impala Fake minolo, wide thighs, pretty sweet, well feet Let me, drop your top, pipe out your back seat Let me, hit your switch, and takes you on a low ride Let me - damn, here she come, now I got butterflies [Chorus x2] [Layza Life] Hello sunshine, could you be related to the moon I see stars in ya eyes, everytime I look at you Course I know its corny, girl Im only funning with you Or maybe we can chat for a while, so I can check ya attitude But your probably get this all the time So if not, I aint even mad at you The pleasure is all mine, enjoy your afternoon But wait if we could, you could the glows And the flows, dont make over hood Im into romance, and I just wanna stand where you stood Enjoy your convervation and admire your looks And you can test my intellect and get lost in my depth Knock a nuzzle in your neck, when you was feeling my chest The foreplay is mind sex, the field play is all wreck And if its for, theres not enough I can get You can be my butterfly and Ill be your net And on your mark, ready, lets go, here we go You was off the side, and yo, thats what I know [Chorus x2] [Outro: Buddha Monk] Ha-hah, ha-hah, butterflies Jail Break Records, Duc-Lo Productions! Inside, inside... ha-hah! [ Butterflies Lyrics ]
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