Black Kennedy - Mood Lyrics

What should I do
How should I pursue, Pepe lepu
Naw that'd be rude
But she seems a little classy to me
And I'd be lying if I'd said she on level with me
But maybe so
But maybe indifferent
How will I know, If I don't take it
The chances we take
Chess moves they make us or regret us
Buy her a drink
And maybe add some convo
Make a smile a lil oh shit she liking my flow
Liking my accent
Complimented me on my clothes
Shits seeming mutual
So I invite for a stroll
I invite for company
Maybe a lil froyo
Get her to laugh a lil
Add in some deep convos
Looked deep up in her eyes
Now she asked where do we go
What ya mean, For the night
She said yea would You like
I said shiii
Get a night cap and so chrome cast
And in the morning I'll make us some breakfast
Let's have a blast
And baby, tell me about your world
I just want you to know
That I'm feeling you girl
And I
I just wanna be here just for you
We can do the things you wanna do
Just cruise
And make moves
Like we're meant to
Meant to
I remember way back, way back
Chillin on the porch with my dawg
Young scrawny nigga, ripples with the wave cap
I remember chillin with the boys, Charlie and the Gang
We was plotting heavy, thinking, thinking where the hoes at
This was round 2005
This is when Katrina had decide that she gon slide
Really cleared the block
Really really caused the most homicides
But lil Rita Caused some misdemeanor
Really showed her inner demons
But that's beside the point
Lemme tell you bout my favorite shorty, lil lady from around the way
Used to open up my mind
Used to stimulate my brain
Got me chatting with my God
How she got behind my guard
Why she want a nigga, don't she a nigga battle scars
But she really bring me peace
But I don't really give her peace
Just pieces
Got shorty losing sleep
So where the peace at
I just wanna bring the peace back
You don't need these niggas girl you marvelous
You on fire can you be my arsonist, pardon miss
Hear my pitch like a harmonist
I know you sick of these niggas, but I'm here like your pharmacist
Ok, enough of the punch lines and pick up lines
You a bad one
I'm the funny, fine ass nigga, have you had one?
Show you something different, go and brag on it
Feeling all of you like I forgot to throw a bag on it
Oh
Out in Cali you the Baddest
Mami got me speaking Spanish, body blessed like a Baptist
Keep good vibes like a sound man
And this fling can stay loyal like a browns fan
Pretty thing, let me sing to you
Yeah I really wanna do this lil thing with you
Cause no fears of cheating, my phone you ain't creeping through
Boo you ain't dreaming
Girl let me be with you
And baby, tell me about your world
I just want you to know
That I'm feeling you girl
And I
I just wanna be here just for you
We can do the things you wanna do
Just cruise
And make moves
Like we're meant to
Meant to