[Intro: Singer] She know she cute When she sad and she the best I ever had She hold me down from head to toe Keep me alive, under control Her s**y walk, designer shades No better since, she ready babe I never found a girl like her Better or for worse [Hook: Singer] Make me lose my head Make me lose my mind Every time that I think about her (repeat 2x) [Verse 1: Jet 2] Watch how I paint this picture Of such a mystical image, forget a blemish She perfect and she got me on Venus, yeah she's a ten, it's Amazing how serene my cerebral is when I dream Of a beautiful scene in my mental screen Hopin' life will print it (uhh) The way she move is theatre, little lady Michael Bennett And my visual theatre is me and her whenever I go in it Yeah, she bad off top so this is where you see no brim Like the upper edge or a lip of a sippy cup with no lid (ha) And how it feels? Like not studying but you ace it Like capturing a perfect painting of Mona Lisa with no tracing Like an igloo made of penguins, I just live there when I'm in there I'm dreaming of her through day just to show her how bright my brain is [Hook: Singer] [Verse 2: Jet 2] See I figured ain't no stoppin' here Been ahead all my career Thinkin' of a pretty little thang from the Westside, South Central Make me wanna get it from the East, I'm a rocketeer "Here we go, come with me, there's a world out there that we should see" You could hit Neptune with me, I make hits when I beat and I'm for real (Pharrell) Let me get it properly, let me get it from an angle, isosceles I can't get you out of my head, does that mean somehow you're on top of me? In my dreams, just a part of things I cannot believe The way that thang pour, no poverty, more like an artery Let me get it from the back, baby car-seats And I be goin' under par, that's a hole in one So wet, so cold, so frozen up I give you just a little bit, that be more than enough While I be all in 'er net like I'm loadin' up Got me so focused I'm close up; lenses And you a volcano, hope you don't erupt Unless it's... you know what! (hehe) Yeah! So even when I'm dreamin', she'll start me up Her body is a car key, yup it'll mentally park me up And drive me, call it push to start Exploring her p-p-parts, I see Call it Moses' art, I'm tryin' to be her Noah's ark [Chrous: Singer] [Verse 3: Jet 2] So finally, I wake up Look to the left and right And see nothin' next to me but a trace of makeup I get up, I shake my head, I check my phone, throw it on the bed I hit the bathroom, finish there, then I smell breakfast in the air What is this? Got a hug and felt a kiss, returned the favor This is bliss, if ignorance would picture this, I'd be its paper She's the pen, I'm the ink, she's the writer with penmanship I'm the mind behind the lines that's providing the finished Sen- Tense as a tight grip, but as smooth as swings in the park I swear, I'll be her vessel and she's what sings in my heart So by the time the heart beats, you already know who's the drummer Waking out of this slumber, and it's you I see, wonderful! And girl, you as hot as the summer! [Hook: Singer] [Outro]