Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Christopher Roy Thomas Martin
Vocals
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Christopher Roy Thomas Martin
Producer
Lyrics
Yah know, on a cloud
Misty foul, she start arouse
Powder pat, she cat itchy
No fish in me kimchi
Me bitch bite if ya creepin
Important tiles she a step, still upset
Just one cheque, pops ah sell di step rocks
Microsoft ah hustle man fruity loops
Down, D.A.W ain't worried bout water
Got a watermelon, school of hard knocks
Swear to God since age 11
Walkin' to the gates of heaven
Walkin' to the gates of heaven
Will-I-Am man
Man!
Now won't it be somethin'
Lord let it be somethin'
Beautiful
She always on somethin'
All these assumptions, suitable
I said that I loved you
Beautiful
Bet you thinkin of you.. beautiful
She want, want, want
Want, want, anything, everything
Slow motion, even diamond rings
That baby lost on da honeymoon
Jelly earth, she does it good
Not talkin roots dye
Mono pol, I set the trends
If yeain'tkno, it's time to know
So don't get frustrated
I'm in it baby
That's why they checkin' in da first place
Ain't she chicken cookin?
Social cut them good lookin
Broads, dames, da birds
My taste, needed fuel for me grace
Father God they lost my hate
It was takin too much energy
She ain't wanna be great
She want a friend in me kmt
Now won't it be somethin'
Lord let it be somethin'
Beautiful
She always on somethin'
All these assumptions, suitable
I said that I loved you
Beautiful
Bet you thinkin of you.. beautiful
H-i aye
I daze
There always
A way, a way, isay
Make certain and eminently
I don't post mate
Got a down bad shawrty
Stayin' up late
Aid, dem send dem studio parade
Echo, machine pristine grade
She made her rent, but everything grey
She made a tent and the city say gay
The city say play
But no debt could dem pay
Cause if yuh a print we must ah slave
To get what I owe, that ya never made
Debate em, was switch and a fade
The mess we done made
How children in dem graves?
Ain't we had enough of da conflict?
I ain't a calm ficious felony
You gon' remember Me
Beautiful
Now won't it be somethin'
Lord let it be somethin'
Beautiful
She always on somethin'
All these assumptions, suitable
I said that I loved you
Beautiful
Bet you thinkin of you.. beautiful
Written by: Christopher Roy Thomas Martin