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Old Skool Love

Bueka

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I've been sitting here thinking bout you And the little things you do You just make it so easy to fall in love with you So I put my heart in a letter and dropped it in the mail Mr. Postman, postman Please don't take too long To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message Old Skool love I've been daydreaming about you You're such a vision to behold I am so caught up in your love Put you on the highest pedestal So I put these words in a letter And seal it with a kiss Mr. Postman, postman Please don't you forget To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message Old Skool love Mr. Postman, postman Please don't take your time man, time man I really want my honey to know ain't nothing funny, ain't nothing sunny When she ain't here with me, so I put on my stunnies and I flex like Johnny Johnny no good, Johnny come, Johnny go, Johnny from the hood But it's all just bravado, I'll be flexing Mavado Sipping on champagne, toasting up the gyal them Aye the gyal them sugah But deep down I can't lie, I need my girl back like five alive So Mr. Postman, postman Please don't take your time man, time man To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message To give my baby my message Old Skool love
Writer(s): Bueka Uwemedimo Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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