Listen to Tall Woman by JT Music

Tall Woman

JT Music

Hip-Hop/Rap

Lyrics

My hardened heart is frozen, weathered one too many winters I no more smell the roses, I woke to watch 'em wither I'm mister optimistic, but I'm missing my missus So now I feel my ringless fingers reaching for my mistress I'm afflicted with a wicked disease which I never wish to be rid of This addiction got me stricken to my Knees with obsession yet I've never felt bigger Once bitten, you're smitten No kiddin' no way I'll leave unless I'm leaving with her Is the magic real? Are we a package deal? Slap a stamp on it, 'cause they gonna ship us honey I I would never try to objectify But you're a ten, and you got the gentlemen in line What I lack in size, I can catch in eyes So my lady claim your five foot seven prize, I'm a Short man, tall woman Hot damn, good-lookin' I can't stand, I'm shooken Lord help, I'm hooked because I'm A short man, tall woman All glam, full bosom Yes ma'am, your cushion Was meant for all my pushin' Don't ever let her catch you with your guard down You can bet she'll get your heart and have it carved out With her skin tight silk stilted in stilettos Crimson lips glisten in the shadows Covered in curves, and she don't cut shallow Got her talons in deep, keep your eyes up, fellows Bear your fangs, baby drain me dry I won't even try to run away 'cause I'm your Short man, tall woman Hot damn, good-lookin' I can't stand, I'm shooken Lord help, I'm hooked because I'm A short man, tall woman All glam, full bosom Yes ma'am, your cushion Was meant for all my pushin' Watch her hair blow back as the wind just billows Wrapped in satin are them massive pillows No man in the Village ain't heard of her If a Look Could Kill, she's a murderer Think I'm hidin'? Nah, I'm really lurkin' You're the vampire, but you got me thirstin' So thick, let me be your feeder Girl please turn me, I'll be your Short man, tall woman Hot damn, good-lookin' I can't stand, I'm shooken Lord help, I'm hooked because I'm A short man, tall woman All glam, full bosom Yes ma'am, your cushion Was meant for all my pushin'
Writer(s): John Gelardi, Timothy Ames Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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