Bone Ole Holter & Alfeso

Yeah
I’m catching feelings for a different you
See I’m outside doing things I thought I’d never do
Got me moving to Verona just to get a view
You always leave me wanting more
Born into a star
They be calling me Jo
I don’t mess with Dio
No, he sold away his soul
She the baddest to the bone
Now she’s stuck up in my dome
Yeah, yeah

Got a bitch she wet and pretty
Call her Aquafina
She’s not from here, she’s from Argentina
Got a style
Yeah she be different
Got her own patina
Yeah, that booty not petite-a
I’m a model so she took all of my tats
She keep it simple
Keep it straight
She spitting facts
She told me who to trust
And who be rats
We moving smart, strategic
Like we be bats
I was born in the dark
You merely molded
Thought you were here from the start
Nah, you been goaded
I made them beats from the start
You better hold it
I stopped the beat on this part
Bring it back again