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[Big Boi]
Zora and Rooster under peachtree
They K-I-SS-I-N-G
Wow first came he love
Now then comes the marriage
1-1-1 baby 2 baby 3 baby carriage baby
[Janelle Monae]
Welcome to my world oceans vs. mountains
(welcome to her world oceans versus mountains)
Call me the poor girl cause I love to fight them
(call her the poor girl cause she loves to fight them)
Iīm quite sweet
If you take the time to get to know me
Deep down my heart riles around
Like a bone lost deep inside
See Iīd like to fall in love but
Not that type of guy
Oohwee you got my clouds on fire
Weīre tight rope walking and the worldīs the wire
Remember kissin on Broadway you die
I was bein your baby and tickin your tock and yo clock
See we done jumped the broom and now you know Iīm good
And I was dreamin bout children Emily and
Oh darling baby with the daddyīs eyes
And it meant so much to me (it meant so much to me)
And I needed your good love
Baby how could you just go and
Change it all you turned my spring to fall
I needed you you know
But when the love is gone itīs time to go
[Chrous - Janelle Monae]
If you donīt think I mean it
Then youīll feel it when Iīm gone
I said Iīm done enough of your love
I said Iīm done enough of your love
Iīm up til 3 oīclock in the morning
While you party up til the dawning
I said Iīm done enough of your love
I said Iīm done enough of your love
Darlinī ainīt no feelin left itīs just the killin
Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out
Just grab my gun and letīs go out
It ainīt no room for love itīs just this burnin
Got me reelin
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause
[Big Boi]
Oh baby its mo baby its workin on the 6
We was only in our teens I dreamed for simplistic
Jumped the broom but it seems I tripped I must have slipped
After exchanging of the rings these things you give me lip
But not the kissing of the bride the dipping of the groom
The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room
More like "boohoo" then "boo" "fuck you" and "fuck you too"
(Fuckin bitch) Kids cover them ears
It appears that ya mama want drama we need a comma
Or some space between words for better or for worse
This is not what I deserve the worse that I can take
Actually I want the cake and eat it too and plus yo plate
But wait now.. Donīt you get the house kids cars
Everything we built together was ours now itīs all yours
Thats hard... Itīs all yours... Good God!
[Chorus - Janelle Monae]
[Janelle Monae & (Big Boi)]
You comin home (Zora)
But the birds are gone (Zora is that a pistol?)
With they sad songs (What you finī to do wit that?)
They showin off (Cīmon baby put the gun down)
But they might be wrong (Shittin me!)
I really wish you could change baby (well if my best ainīt good enough
I donīt know what to tell ya)
Reclaim your throne (Iīm the king of this castle)
Down here in the darkness (cīmon baby hold up!)
[Chorus - Janelle Monae]
Translate to:
[Big Boi]
Zora and Rooster under peachtree
They K-I-SS-I-N-G
Wow first came he love
Now then comes the marriage
1-1-1 baby 2 baby 3 baby carriage baby
[Janelle Monae]
Welcome to my world oceans vs. mountains
(welcome to her world oceans versus mountains)
Call me the poor girl cause I love to fight them
(call her the poor girl cause she loves to fight them)
Iīm quite sweet
If you take the time to get to know me
Deep down my heart riles around
Like a bone lost deep inside
See Iīd like to fall in love but
Not that type of guy
Oohwee you got my clouds on fire
Weīre tight rope walking and the worldīs the wire
Remember kissin on Broadway you die
I was bein your baby and tickin your tock and yo clock
See we done jumped the broom and now you know Iīm good
And I was dreamin bout children Emily and
Oh darling baby with the daddyīs eyes
And it meant so much to me (it meant so much to me)
And I needed your good love
Baby how could you just go and
Change it all you turned my spring to fall
I needed you you know
But when the love is gone itīs time to go
[Chrous - Janelle Monae]
If you donīt think I mean it
Then youīll feel it when Iīm gone
I said Iīm done enough of your love
I said Iīm done enough of your love
Iīm up til 3 oīclock in the morning
While you party up til the dawning
I said Iīm done enough of your love
I said Iīm done enough of your love
Darlinī ainīt no feelin left itīs just the killin
Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out
Just grab my gun and letīs go out
It ainīt no room for love itīs just this burnin
Got me reelin
Call the law and hold the applause
Call the law and hold the applause
[Big Boi]
Oh baby its mo baby its workin on the 6
We was only in our teens I dreamed for simplistic
Jumped the broom but it seems I tripped I must have slipped
After exchanging of the rings these things you give me lip
But not the kissing of the bride the dipping of the groom
The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room
More like "boohoo" then "boo" "fuck you" and "fuck you too"
(Fuckin bitch) Kids cover them ears
It appears that ya mama want drama we need a comma
Or some space between words for better or for worse
This is not what I deserve the worse that I can take
Actually I want the cake and eat it too and plus yo plate
But wait now.. Donīt you get the house kids cars
Everything we built together was ours now itīs all yours
Thats hard... Itīs all yours... Good God!
[Chorus - Janelle Monae]
[Janelle Monae & (Big Boi)]
You comin home (Zora)
But the birds are gone (Zora is that a pistol?)
With they sad songs (What you finī to do wit that?)
They showin off (Cīmon baby put the gun down)
But they might be wrong (Shittin me!)
I really wish you could change baby (well if my best ainīt good enough
I donīt know what to tell ya)
Reclaim your throne (Iīm the king of this castle)
Down here in the darkness (cīmon baby hold up!)
[Chorus - Janelle Monae]