It's not about the way you look It's not about your face It's all about the way you think It's all about your grace You're love is like a power chase You're like an oak tree growing in a flower vase
Been brainwashed since age 2 I only had imaginary friends And still do And they hate you
Girls learn sexiness, women teach class.
When moonlight french kisses the Manhattan midnight There's a not a face without a teardrop that's in sight Midnights in Manhattan keep me dreamin' I think I'm gonna keep em
That's right I never hold my tongue for saving face Even the mic feedback will humm "Amazing Grace"
Ladies love me when I spray the mic But there aint no "I" in snuggling Aint no "U" in "Stay the night"
