This song right here... uh, dedicated to
Who else? But, my one and only she still here
Cause we done made it through that pain
She hold me down that ain't gon' change
Through good times and that bad
You the best I ever, had
Verse 1
Yeah, my Jamaican gyal, redbone with exotic skin
Fell in love w/ her soul, got angel wings but know how to sin
Trippin' out when she ride it, headsprung can't hide it
Island fashion wit' no accent, she fly as f** wit no pilot
My heart seen a little mileage, n she know how to turn that clock back
These other chicks on my jock strap, she played it cool despite
I don't fall in love but I mighta stood up in that
Her lips, eyes and them hips got me fiendin' tryna bend that
My lady got that crinack
As long as she wit' me I'm blessed
Tryna tell ya I'm blessed
Bridge
You worked for this, the trust I gave to few
And n***as make my murder list, when they tryna kick game at you
I'm talkin' Tekken Tournament, fightin' in the street for my hugs kisses
sh**, one day you just might be my Mrs
HOL' UP, HOL' UP...
...wait
Verse 2
For the moment we stay in different states, get on Skype for dates
Airports and road trips, be goin' dutch, you pay I pay
That's real, you worth it baby I feel
My first lady got no worries these groupies all in my grill, but I decline that
Ain't gotta go in my phone, cause you my only
Re-reminiscin' on old days, when me n you was just homies
We hooked up n you told me, keep this down low cause nobody gotta know it
But I said f** that, then I cuffed that, you ain't even know it
Got that pa**ion for poets, she love my words, and I love hers back
She fun sized, pick her up, put it down 'til we both got hurt backs
I'm untied, my queen...been supportin' my dreams
Vice versa, reap benefits she co-star in my scenes, uh
Ain't concerned with that bling, cause little things mean more to her
Same person at heart, she got me beamin'
I make her laugh, we even
Heaven sent, that's real love and I'll say it first
Cause when you find that special one, you gotta make it work
...right? take 'em to church
And let the people sing about her
Bridge
I sing her praises, and I know you prolly sittin' thinkin'
I'm overdoin' it, ain't out here pursuing these
Chickenheads cause I found a ride or die
My lady cold... without her how I would I survive
This is dedicated to... you