Slum Beautiful (feat. Cee-Lo)

Slum beautiful, driving I plumb crazy

Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing

Ah yeah-eah-eah

Oh

They don't know but I do though

Baby, my darling, you make me lose composure

Fragments of a million me's

Scattered across the floor to a certain degree

Where I-I had to give your mama a call

And thank her for spending time with your daddy, for all it's worth

Girl, what's your frequency?

And can I come there frequently? Oh

Slum beautiful, driving I plumb crazy

Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing

Luscious Left Foot

What I like to do most is spit this game like sports announcers

And will pity-pat them hoes down like a gentlemen club bouncer

Ounce of killa dilla be making my game more flagrant

And once I done had some Cuervo, 'bout six shots, I'm nothin' to play with

Like plug sockets and babies

Possum, raccoons and rabies

Maybe Lady Luscious oba kaybee so they say thee

An old-school playa-pimp type ass **** like Tony Mercedes

And will work every last muscle off in your body like Billy Blanky, hanky panky

Where'd you get your gold grill? 'Cause it's banging

And I like them hot-red Fila straight from Walters off the chaining

Fuck them bougie bitches, they don't know nothin' 'bout you

'Cause you push a big black Buick, so fresh, so clean on them Tru's

Slum beautiful, you's the world to me, shawty, I dig ya

And I'm loving the way them Jordache got a bear hug on your figure

You my ****, ****

Slum beautiful, driving I plumb crazy

Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing

Look at you

Unbelievably brilliant, beautiful you

You're looking deliciously divine, darling, you really and truly do

The very thought of has got me running at the speed of love

Exploring everything about you from the ground to the God above

Suddenly, I started dreaming, traveling in time so fast that I could almost taste outer space

I saw the face of God, and it looked like you and me too

Hello, I'm the man that God made you for

Profound, don't you think? Okay, let's put this poetry in motion

I'm shining simply because, Mother Earth, I am your son

Our entire circumference engulfed in emotion

Forever gon' be so fun

Slum beautiful (I choose you, baby)

Slum beautiful

Driving I plumb crazy

Slum beautiful, soul, but so amazing

I don't know, but it seem like, uh

Your daddy must have gave you

A teaspoon of honey every night before you went to bed

Or was it a pack of Now and Laters? 'Cause

You the sweetest thing on my head

And, uh

I'd like to say that I'd love to make love to every molecule of you

And if you want to spontaneously combust, that's what we'll do in unison