Yeah,
Word up
And you say New York City
A-ha-ha, word up (Take me away, baby)Damn, you and your man had beef
So he left you Uptown, teary eyed, on the back streets
For me to scoop up in the Bentley drop
Long as God hold me down you know I had to stop
What the deal ma? You want to use my cell?
You running solo? This block foul as hell
You said my ex be beating on me
He mad jealous even though he be cheating on me
I said miss, let me tell you something
Bout who's making major moves and who's fronting
Huh, who's talking loud but ain't saying nothing
And those who get the one they want but keep fronting
He don't appreciate the well til it run dry
Love is blind, it's hard to say goodbye {goodbye}
But smart birds choose to fly
Cause we living in the hood girlfriend, it's do or die
Here's my definition, of love everlasting
I would trade all my cash in, for passion
Tiffany jewels and designer fashions
To hear happiness is mine for the asking
Every day on my knees I pray
That I would run into someone that make me feel this way
What you think, you want to ride with L?
Some things are meant to be baby, you never can tell
{I want to ride, with you baby}[Chorus]
Every night, every day
I just sit and dream about you
You and me, you and me,
Hold me tight, ecstasy
Making love til ever after
Baby you and me, yeah, you and meNow we dipping on the FDR
It's one of them lucky nights when you can peep out the stars
We speak without talking and the world is ours
When I glance over at ya I can feel your power
You scheming, L want a one-night stand
I'm scheming, she probably in love with her man
But we keep on rolling, hoping there's something more
Dreaming about tomorrow and what life got in store
Living, no drama, we can chill, relax
Sex all night in the morn' count stacks
Sip Grand Marnier and maybe puff a dime sack
But only in moderation, we ain't living like that, ya know?
We jetted up the tavern on the green
To talk about love cause the game's extreme
Domestic abuse and everything in between
Cause I want you to think of me when you need a shoulder to lean on
I'm from Queens, I'ma rep to the fullest
But I'd rather chill with you, 'stead of dodging bullets
Glock in the stash I don't really want to pull it
On some so-called thug cat, that's faker than acrylics
He said your fam' be riding your nerves
And you hate him for never giving you the life you deserve
Remember, the one who hold a grudge is foul
And everything you ever wanted is in front of you now
Whats up?[Chorus]I promise you, dreams do come true
There's trials and tribulations that we all go through
When your heart's bleeding, how could the sky seem blue?
But listen up shorty, this is what I want to do
Be there for you, baby care for you
When my dogs stare at you never sharing you
And to my ex-girlfriend, never comparing you
And do the things that your ex never dared to do
Time to bounce baby, I'm taking you home
Look at the moonlight sparkle on the 20 inch chrome
The rocks on my hand got a life of they own
Plus the blend tape's bumping and it's setting the tone
Should I jet to the hotel, is now the right time
Or should I be patient and explore your mind?
You said you grew up in the ghetto and it hurt your heart
Tried to live smart but your dreams fell apart
You dated hustlers and brought 'em customers
They totally destroyed whatever trust their was
Now you hate men and everything they stand for
Cause you want to be treated like a queen, not a whore
Close your eyes, don't be afraid to dream
Open your heart to this cat from Queens
Whatever you want to do, however you want to do it
Back to back baby, we can get each other through it[Chorus: x3]Know mean? Word up
Yeah, yeah
See'mon, see'mon
See'mon, see'mon
Yeah,
I just want you to think about that, ya know what I'm saying?
Late at night when you laying there
And you feel like the whole world is falling around you
Remember these words that I said
There's somebody out there for you baby
Might be me, you never know,
Word up, stay strong shorty
Keep your eyes up to the sky, know what I'm saying?
Don't let nobody tell you you can't make it
And don't let nobody around you tell you
That it ain't possible to make your dreams come true
Word up,
Know mean? That's real
Queens represent, rock on[Chorus]
Songwriters
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