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VERSE ONE:
Snatched me off the market
Cutie pie to serve and plate up
Aye which arrangement should we do?
Should we just pay up?
Or should I do that pre-nup?
We could share this apartment
As long as they got a locksmith to come and make that key up
You know my government…other shit
In your rolodex is the address where my mother live
Aye I see ya'll - ya'll still be fuckin
Players play on
We be fuckin to reach for a sock to wipe these stains on
But this one stay on my roster
Maybe even in the near future you can tack my last name on
My name is last if its bout singing a dang song
Done sang some damn songs that my moms would be ashamed of
And this consensus that love is for a nigga who acts like a bitch is to keep niggas doing shit that kills us
Cause you know where ya dick is
Can you tell by looking exactly where that HIV is?
3-play -- not one, you look like three dimes
4-play -- fucking up this interior design
Clothes every which way I can't even see mine
But what we really need to see that shit for?
Yeah we may argue back and forth
But then our thighs just clap more
Clap
I swear I'm not for matrimony
Thas a wrap
No tuxes on me
But somethin happens when you touch up on me
I guess it's kinda like a dream right?

HOOK:
A dream come alive
A wish come true
Since the dream's just for tonight
I'd like to lie the night with you
That's my dream come true
I'd like to lie the night with you (x5)
That's my dream come true

VERSE TWO:
Ayo… ya body hot
Sack of marijuana in this funny pipe
Date me whether if you got the time or not
Simon says
Climb on top
Oh if they give us a side eye
I got this finger sliding up
This shit is skinimax --
Same way we picked up them clothes
Slid in that
Slide on out
Eating the sweetest part of you
Throw the rind right out
My mind is out -- I'm out of it
I'm timing out
The weed was the kind that you find out about from these types with no ambition 'cept to find ways to get high and lie around
Shit
I've mellowed out
Barely a curse word up out my yelling mouth
What happened to back it on up?
Nuh uh I'm selling out
I'm trying to cuff you... yeah cuff you
Them meddling niggas screaming let the felon out
Happens to the best of us
It brings the worst out the best of us
An inner green eyed monster comes
Its spilling out
Wait
Before you I was truly lonely
Its sappy I know it
The type of shit you never tell 'em bout
A private thought I might've thought
I might just think
This a dream where I catch it all
and I don't blink
A side of me
Rarely seen
Don't share these things
This the closest I think I'll get to wearing rings
You know
Wedding rings
Kinda like a dream right

HOOK

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from Where's Vivian? [Deluxe Version], released July 31, 2013
Written & Performed by LastO

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Since 2008 LastO (Last Offence) has been building a repertoire of music that stretches the limits of what his genre will allow. The Saint Louis born emcee debuted with the groundbreaking "Run A Lap" (EP) most famous for cult-status hits "So Magical" and "Hello Boyz". By March of 2009, the emcee was already offering a darker, grittier and overall more refined follow-up "Not For Non Profit". ... more

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