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Lady Nectarine Ft. Marian Mereba
EarthGang
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I'm the worst kinda, kinda thing
I'm alert
I'm a light
I'm alone
I was birthed loud as fuck in a church kinda, kinda thing
Jesus Christ
I'm alive
I'm at large
I'm at risk
I'ma moving target kinda, kinda king
Tippy-toes tall, lily in the valley
Under moonlight, searching for the peaks
You gon' pile them up seven in Denali
And then we out here gunning, searching for the weaks
Throw a couple C's by the creek
Then roll a couple trees by the creek
Oh, I think them seas 'bout to leak
Apathy runnin' rampant, like the plague through streets
Who'da thunk that I'd be questionin' if I should own a piece
Caught a flat
Well a nigga headed to the bank, at least
I think they got me too man, a nigga scared to speak
And home is temporary, and so is everything
I just wanna take a break from southside up to my own means
Don't I not appreciate what you have placed, if you miss me
See I ain't really came up salivating of chasing finer things
But I'm trying to make my way'
'Cause plate to plate just ain't the scene
I seen the fruit flies flying over head
This shit is sweet like a honeysuckle
Drip, drip, dripping down my leg
I know you caught it
Baby, you the one, the equation has been done
I saw down the plane flyin' back from my tour out in France
No longer a question if I'm feelin' you
My hands on your chest, my fingers peeling your
Orange slices, my type is your lightness
I'm Isis, you're my Osiris
Hardly ever share a climate
What's a time zone when you draw your own horizon
You wanna see some crazy shit? Come dive into my psyche
You know I'm kinda cute, I drop bombs like atomic in Nagasaki
My intellect find equivalent
Plus the sex can make a honest women start repentin' it, shit (damn)
Never finished yet, shit like a spoiled brat
I'm replenished, yet I want another sip
Like a cast, I don't want another grip
Yeah, a cast, I don't want another grip, mmh (yeah)
I'm down, you down
Let's bounce, it's whatever
I been hella patient, so tell me, baby
What's it gonna be, please (feather, feather)
I'm high, you high
Thank God for the feathers
Said you tired of waiting, baby
Let me taste you, baby
Lady nectarine (nectarine)
And I ain't scared to admit
You make my thoughts think twice and forget
Soundbites like what Tyson would spit
Ricochet through my mind, but divide from my grip
I'm usually aloof, loafin'
Looked out smokin' windows 'til my solar broken
Self-destructive but no explosion
Macaulay Culkin but my Hulk is Hogan
You don't like me when I'm angry
And you don't like to see me creepin'
And I don't like to see you weepin'
But I sees what I sees 'cause I be's what I be's
But I A for the D's and I O for the P's and Q's
You won't believe what a dream can do
Put a fiend in leisure suit
Tryna cling to truth?
Pretty fucking hard thing to do, when the truth don't agree with you
All I know, all I know, all I've known
Is the bittersweet goodbyes and fickle "hello's"
Hey, let me take a sip of your soul
Let me wet my whistle, I've been traveling for miles
Be my little gypsy if you're down
Maybe have me dripping out your mouth
Maybe have me lifting up your blouse
Maybe make a baby name him Pronto
And have him eating grits at my mama n'em house, it's whatever
I'm down, you down
Let's bounce, it's whatever (it's whatever, babe)
I been hella patient, so tell me, baby
What's it gonna be
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I'm down, you down
Let's bounce, it's whatever
I been hella patient, so tell me, baby
What's it gonna be, please (feather, feather)
I'm high, you high
Thank God for the feathers
Say you tired of waiting, baby
Let me taste you, baby
Lady nectarine (nectarine)
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