You ready
You still in that mirror I'm ready to go like
Ark
Yos
Yeah Uh
Everything attached I like strings involved
They give you headaches through the day I help you sleep it off
My recent calls, looking more like all ya frequent calls
That lady be my moon I give her sun and stars
That's all I got big weights I still adjust the bar
Put a hand on my Jasmine I gotta snuff Jafar
Crave the motherland he Marcus Garv
I love nature in my soul them trees prolly carved
She don't gotta pick men call me Olimar
Baby barely club hop but follow bars
Full throttle cars
If we take the lead they follow ours
The only problem she got is what card to charge
Newark boy with a Lori Harv, Lupita
Why we always gotta mention skin tones
Heir to the to the throne but they ingrown
She high stepping with them thighs to my surprise a end zone
And if the shoe fits where it or be a Flintstone
A young scholar nah I ain't plan on visiting Lipscomb
Giving my all so what the list long
It's love that's passed us and what lives on
Missed out on ya first streak what a bit coin
Nata, tell em' how you feel on this joint
Saint, Uh
I gotta
I gotta come smooth on this joint right here
Uh
Top of the morning blinds peaking a dawning
Waking up present in your arms as I bask ya aroma
Ya mere scent, could lose me from all sense
In ya essence I don't, need no other body like Tems
You don't ever make me tense just living up as my peace
Bumping Lucky Daye just thinking how lucky me
Talking blessed really
And to be honest you my best really
Sweet brown skin for you to savor like the next Willly Wonkas
And every obstacle we conquer
Taught me certain focuses could sharpen ya or harm ya
You even helped me through my daddy issues
When people left I barely grabbed the tissue
When you gone I gladly miss you
That's food for thought
Held it down from like the start
Saw the signs that you was right for mines without reading the charts
You was like the finest art
We use prayer as our ezel
But if necessary you tote one and carry legal, that's hood regal
Good in any season any climate
And if loving was a task then you understood assignment
And I know we good for pacing always been good out on timing
But you me in a wonder if my finger fit for sizing like, Damn
A Woman Like You (feat. Nata) Video (MV)
Performed By: Sxint Chris
Language: English
Length: 3:47
Written by: CHUCK CANNON, CHUCK JONES, SHAWN ERIC MULLINS
Sxint Chris - A Woman Like You (feat. Nata) Lyrics
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You ready
You still in that mirror I'm ready to go like
Ark
Yos
Yeah Uh
Everything attached I like strings involved
They give you headaches through the day I help you sleep it off
My recent calls, looking more like all ya frequent calls
That lady be my moon I give her sun and stars
That's all I got big weights I still adjust the bar
Put a hand on my Jasmine I gotta snuff Jafar
Crave the motherland he Marcus Garv
I love nature in my soul them trees prolly carved
She don't gotta pick men call me Olimar
Baby barely club hop but follow bars
Full throttle cars
If we take the lead they follow ours
The only problem she got is what card to charge
Newark boy with a Lori Harv, Lupita
Why we always gotta mention skin tones
Heir to the to the throne but they ingrown
She high stepping with them thighs to my surprise a end zone
And if the shoe fits where it or be a Flintstone
A young scholar nah I ain't plan on visiting Lipscomb
Giving my all so what the list long
It's love that's passed us and what lives on
Missed out on ya first streak what a bit coin
Nata, tell em' how you feel on this joint
Saint, Uh
I gotta
I gotta come smooth on this joint right here
Uh
Top of the morning blinds peaking a dawning
Waking up present in your arms as I bask ya aroma
Ya mere scent, could lose me from all sense
In ya essence I don't, need no other body like Tems
You don't ever make me tense just living up as my peace
Bumping Lucky Daye just thinking how lucky me
Talking blessed really
And to be honest you my best really
Sweet brown skin for you to savor like the next Willly Wonkas
And every obstacle we conquer
Taught me certain focuses could sharpen ya or harm ya
You even helped me through my daddy issues
When people left I barely grabbed the tissue
When you gone I gladly miss you
That's food for thought
Held it down from like the start
Saw the signs that you was right for mines without reading the charts
You was like the finest art
We use prayer as our ezel
But if necessary you tote one and carry legal, that's hood regal
Good in any season any climate
And if loving was a task then you understood assignment
And I know we good for pacing always been good out on timing
But you me in a wonder if my finger fit for sizing like, Damn
You still in that mirror I'm ready to go like
Ark
Yos
Yeah Uh
Everything attached I like strings involved
They give you headaches through the day I help you sleep it off
My recent calls, looking more like all ya frequent calls
That lady be my moon I give her sun and stars
That's all I got big weights I still adjust the bar
Put a hand on my Jasmine I gotta snuff Jafar
Crave the motherland he Marcus Garv
I love nature in my soul them trees prolly carved
She don't gotta pick men call me Olimar
Baby barely club hop but follow bars
Full throttle cars
If we take the lead they follow ours
The only problem she got is what card to charge
Newark boy with a Lori Harv, Lupita
Why we always gotta mention skin tones
Heir to the to the throne but they ingrown
She high stepping with them thighs to my surprise a end zone
And if the shoe fits where it or be a Flintstone
A young scholar nah I ain't plan on visiting Lipscomb
Giving my all so what the list long
It's love that's passed us and what lives on
Missed out on ya first streak what a bit coin
Nata, tell em' how you feel on this joint
Saint, Uh
I gotta
I gotta come smooth on this joint right here
Uh
Top of the morning blinds peaking a dawning
Waking up present in your arms as I bask ya aroma
Ya mere scent, could lose me from all sense
In ya essence I don't, need no other body like Tems
You don't ever make me tense just living up as my peace
Bumping Lucky Daye just thinking how lucky me
Talking blessed really
And to be honest you my best really
Sweet brown skin for you to savor like the next Willly Wonkas
And every obstacle we conquer
Taught me certain focuses could sharpen ya or harm ya
You even helped me through my daddy issues
When people left I barely grabbed the tissue
When you gone I gladly miss you
That's food for thought
Held it down from like the start
Saw the signs that you was right for mines without reading the charts
You was like the finest art
We use prayer as our ezel
But if necessary you tote one and carry legal, that's hood regal
Good in any season any climate
And if loving was a task then you understood assignment
And I know we good for pacing always been good out on timing
But you me in a wonder if my finger fit for sizing like, Damn
Writer: CHUCK CANNON, CHUCK JONES, SHAWN ERIC MULLINS
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, Peermusic Publishing, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.