Willow Smith

Willow Smith - 5

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(Verse)

Can you feel the breeze?

Because you’re talking loud, I’m talking low for me

Can you touch my face?

And we gon leave the memories outside in place

I woke up one day

Thinkin bout this earth was just a book and gameplay

I guess I took my chance

I guess I took my chance

(It’s all about her)

Chorus:

I saw the ocean when I saw you

In my sky, that’s where I climb so high to see you

(It’s all about her)

Can you see the words rolling off my tongue?

You’ve got the touch baby cause you’re the one

I can taste the smoke rollin off your lips

I inhale, see the stars and then I smell your kiss

Show me, show me your galaxy

(It’s all about her)

(Verse)

You drag me up, you put me here

Behind your eyes, inside your mind

I hear your thoughts, you took me there

I tend to stare in your eyes

They’re black as night, when they roll on by

Our bodies shine while our souls ignite

Follow me and my broken lead and we’ll paint the sky

Chorus:

I saw the ocean when I saw you

In my sky, that’s where I climb so high to see you

(It’s all about her)

Can you see the words rolling off my tongue?

You’ve got the touch baby cause you’re the one

I can taste the smoke rollin off your lips

I inhale, see the stars and then I smell your kiss

Show me, show me your galaxy

(It’s all about her)

(Verse)

I hate the fact you smoke cigarettes

Well girl let’s just stick to kissing and work out our differences

‘Cus girl I’ve been listening to your problems

And lately I do not gotten em

And girl I’ll stop when the cops come

If they ever do, let’s get back to the residue

Let’s get back to the cuddling

Let’s get back to the huddle

And let’s get back to that puddle

When Jaden was rappin subtle

We went to blast in a shuttle

Off out into space and then bury lies with a shovel

Like am I really that lost? That off in my head

I used to kick flip in my concerts

Now rap awesome instead

Blow a ketchup bottle, light you, that’s some freaking flying sauces

And go to Mars and show flying saucers

Man we gotta off of his

We don’t have no parents of the misfits or foster kids

And we don’t have no friends cus all your fakies and narcissists

A group of individuals, we kinda like sausages

Homie I’m off of this, what I will do is offer this

Intellect, my extension to enter that

Buy a Ralph Lauren vintage deck without a sending check

In a sec I’m bout to intersect in what you sayin

So I could show the whole world what my penmanship

I ain’t finished yet

Windows tinted, yea I like to look at all the women

Get hot, when the sun is on I’m summer sun in summer

Autumn, winter, spring

Summer, autumn, winter, spring

Some would like to hear me sing

I’ll buy you diamond rings and saw them in my dreams

And we were all a part of one, forgot our teams

And had a phone that never rings

Love that freakin phone

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