Song: Hot Ones
Artist:  Lit Man T
Year: 2021
Viewed: 74 - Published at: 2 years ago

[Chorus]
My lady like a daisy, she love me, she love me not
Straight off the lot, Mercedes (straight off the, straight off the)
Petals on pedals, she drive me crazy
Wants to have all my babies (waa, waa)
Hey, look at us, look at us, huh, who would a thought
Not me cause, we don't (c'mon girl)
We don't even talk no more, no more
Used to cruise for blocks on blocks slow mo, slow mo (used to cruise)
Looking at the clock like where'd the time go
I can't lose track of dis grind though (I did, I did)
All while holding you close
In thе backseat, can feel the heat
Causе we, fog up this four door (its hot)

Loving you was a phase, but not regrettable (don't know where I was)
Trust me you I'll replace, you not collectable (you ain't no barbie)
Still, walking through shit long the way
It smells the same different day (pee yew)
Thinking It would never fade, was I too skeptical (Lit T)
Already forgetting your face, and you were you never inclined
To come and sit over mine, seat was reserved all this time (why didn't ya)
Now it be vacant, and I'll be patient, not too desperate
To fall in love again (no no no)

Really thought I was sing songy you been wrong
My bars cut scars like King Kong
You just a, scratch on my arm won't sting long
Departure ease the pain, charter me some love to arrivals, no plains
Greet with, a bouquet, take you back to Tuesday
Remember I was touching on your bootay
Beg your pardon, take a walk in the garden
I can pick flowers for hours before the rains starts
Cause darling

[Chorus]
My lady like a daisy, she love me, she love me not (she like a flower)
Straight off the lot, Mercedes (she like a daisy)
Petals on pedals, she drive me crazy (petals on pedals)
Wants to have all my babies
Hey, look at us, look at us, huh, who would a thought
Not me cause, we don't
We don't even talk no more, no more (no more, no more)
Used to cruise for blocks on blocks slow mo, slow mo
Looking at the clock like where'd the time go
I can't lose track of dis grind though
All while holding you close
In the backseat, can feel the heat
Cause we, fog up this four door
[Outro]
Like Jack and Rose though
Buy you some rose gold
Let's take some photos
This ain't for show girl
Make you my world girl

( Lit Man T )
www.ChordsAZ.com

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