Buddha Monk - Butterflies lyrics

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(feat. Layza Life, Mazur)

[Intro: Buddha Monk]

Ok, that's what it is, she give me

[Buddha Monk]

Now the topic for the day is how I got these butterflies

Long hair, chinky eyes, skin so light

She never met a guy make her feel so right

When bedroom be up, Monk, killed them lights

If in trouble with my hustle, gun tussle with jail dudes

Tight rope, but no worry, butterfly got you

I got you too, I sware on you, my beautiful butterfly

This ride of, you and I, until the day we die

When we baby try, huh, seven thirty-five

Get in, let your hair down, shades on, gone with the wind

My endless love, I'm in this love

Whether rich or mugged, chains like from her belt to her butt

So I made ice bling, huh, Rocawear with nike skins

Vasoline, I'mma tighten your frame

Take the worldwide chooses, hot tub nuded

Wake up the next day with them butterfly cooties, haha

She said, that's what she means, she gives me, inside

[Chorus x2: Buddha Monk]

Stay with me, mommy, love with me, mommy

Mate to me, mommy, dance with me, mommy

Stay with me, mommy, love with me, mommy

Stay on it, mommy, drive on it, mommy

[Mazur]

This blue-black pon' dutch, cocked to the side

Arch brows, light brown, tints in your eyes

Krispy kreme, pearl hair doo to die for

Banging backyard with that waist size four

Hypnotic voice, sweet like baby breath

Out of billion other shorties, only you god blessed

Take word life, my gut flutters, when you pass by

The scent of you, hit me like my first weed high

Nervous temptrum, girl you got my palm sweating

Wishing I can find the right words to get you undressing

Fuck a dime, mami, you the whole damn dollar

You'se a throw back beauty like a '64 Impala

Fake minolo, wide thighs, pretty sweet, well feet

Let me, drop your top, pipe out your back seat

Let me, hit your switch, and takes you on a low ride

Let me - damn, here she come, now I got butterflies

[Chorus x2]

[Layza Life]

Hello sunshine, could you be related to the moon

I see stars in ya eyes, everytime I look at you

Course I know it's corny, girl I'm only funning with you

Or maybe we can chat for a while, so I can check ya attitude

But your probably get this all the time

So if not, I ain't even mad at you

The pleasure is all mine, enjoy your afternoon

But wait if we could, you could the glows

And the flows, don't make over hood

I'm into romance, and I just wanna stand where you stood

Enjoy your convervation and admire your looks

And you can test my intellect and get lost in my depth

Knock a nuzzle in your neck, when you was feeling my chest

The foreplay is mind sex, the field play is all wreck

And if it's for, there's not enough I can get

You can be my butterfly and I'll be your net

And on your mark, ready, let's go, here we go

You was off the side, and yo, that's what I know

[Chorus x2]

[Outro: Buddha Monk]

Ha-hah, ha-hah, butterflies

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Inside, inside... ha-hah!