Collarbones

She's my shorty, shorty in Givenchy
Heart of the city, soul of the party
Passion for fashion running thru her chi
Sweet choco kisses, imma be Hershey

Baby, why you keep leaving your things?
We know we should be nothing but a midnite flings
You know I won't be giving you no ring
and I know you don't like to have someone that clings
You're a lady deserve man not a boy
The one promising life that you would enjoy
I'm from street, war and peace, call me Leo Tolstoy
My life’s a game bae, and you are no toy
I always thought I'm too South for your taste
Since you can't get to PIM without Waze
I walk in a faux pas you holdin Fauré Le Page
We should be keeping it hush or they start making a buzz
Tell me why do you rushed gimme trust
It felt like lusty love it should be just lovely lust
I know we know nothing whatever future might brings
Leverage, is that why you keep leaving your things?

She's my shorty, shorty in Givenchy
Heart of the city, soul of the party
Passion for fashion running thru her chi
Sweet choco kisses, imma be Hershey

Cuz you know I'm just a rapper and soon you'll meet another
Maybe lawyer maybe doctor in the life you will discover
But we have each other in high tide and stormy weather
On my worst you make it better, I be horse you be my cowgirl
You can call me permanent vacation
Came as surprise opposite attraction
We rock the nation with action and passion
Our bond are stronger than our racial relation
Some people say I’m a player in the game
but gurl you know how to make me lame
I feel like shot Jack in front of Champagne
Can't even say what's been spinning in my brain
Maybe it's something in your essence
That make me weak in your presence
I pray to God for you to be my present
Sick of the past, I need to build my present

She's my shorty, shorty in Givenchy
Heart of the city, soul of the party
Passion for fashion running thru her chi
Sweet choco kisses, imma be Hershey