CHORUS
Red lips soft smile like something cinematic
She got, brown hair, brown eyes, she looking like an actress
Now I can’t help myself from staring there is nothing wrong though you could be my Marilyn Monroe
VERSE 1 (Chingy)
Blonde bomb shell baby you a winnest winner These other girls not contenders you my little tender Big 9 even liked you when you was thinner
No genetic defect because you no sinner
I don’t have to break in, she just let me enter
I want you baby breakfast lunch and dinner
Love the way your lip gloss shimmer fast thing
That good loving make me wanna change the last name
VERSE 2 (Jordan)
You're just something special can I be something thats worth your time You keep throwing glances I done catch those feelings every time
Them cheek bones, that skin tone, your hands on your hips And my eyes on your lips im sorry but I cannot help but stare Looking at me from way over there
Your legs and your waist and them pig tail french braids got me going insane And I can’t keep my mInd off you every day
What do I say
You trip me up Im falling for you head over heals
Between movie screens and beauty queens I don’t know whats real
CHORUS (Jordan)
Red lips soft smile like something cinematic
She got, brown hair, brown eyes, she looking like an actress
Now I can’t help myself from staring there is nothing wrong though you could be my Marilyn Monroe
Red lips soft smile like something cinematic
She got, brown hair, brown eyes, she looking like an actress
Now I can’t help myself from staring there is nothing wrong though you could be my Marilyn Monroe
VERSE 1 (Chingy)
Blonde bomb shell baby you a winnest winner These other girls not contenders you my little tender Big 9 even liked you when you was thinner
No genetic defect because you no sinner
I don’t have to break in, she just let me enter
I want you baby breakfast lunch and dinner
Love the way your lip gloss shimmer fast thing
That good loving make me wanna change the last name
VERSE 2 (Jordan)
You're just something special can I be something thats worth your time You keep throwing glances I done catch those feelings every time
Them cheek bones, that skin tone, your hands on your hips And my eyes on your lips im sorry but I cannot help but stare Looking at me from way over there
Your legs and your waist and them pig tail french braids got me going insane And I can’t keep my mInd off you every day
What do I say
You trip me up Im falling for you head over heals
Between movie screens and beauty queens I don’t know whats real
CHORUS (Jordan)
Red lips soft smile like something cinematic
She got, brown hair, brown eyes, she looking like an actress
Now I can’t help myself from staring there is nothing wrong though you could be my Marilyn Monroe
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