July Quin - Butterflies lyrics

[Hook: July Quin] You give me bu*terflies, inside Rock-a-bye in, I'm cradled in groove I'm spending most the time, in my mind Fantasizing and dreaming of you When friends don't come 'round like they should And things don't happen like the way that you say they would I might call you up fo'sho I might call you fo'sho [Bridge: July Quin & Serg] Aye, little mama come dance with me We could take a trip to Japan Peruse through the lands of the sands, south France with me Baby I could I be your man (your man) Little mama would you dance with me? We should take a trip to Japan Peruse through the sands of the lands, south France with me Baby would you take a chance like we suppose to? [Verse 1: July Quin] God bless the consequences that merged for the birth of the curve of your smile And laid defenses to rest that allowed the spirit of love in your parents to run wild I often think if I died tomorrow at my hands what would I be leaving behind Don't nobody know I stay alive cause I often dream of the shine and glimmer in your eyes Us honey milking, combing, silk and gold composing, still with the sh**s If you still down for it We could hit the soundboard, we beat and found chords all because of you, there's a chorus in you And I'm drawn like a moth is you bring light, sky and harmony even if it's for a moment Nothing here could harm me, that's the just way that it is the weight of the world's been lifted respect it How could this feeling be vilified if I'm just catching all the feelings that I feel inside Now you on the clock, I've got the time and I pray that our hand collide, my n***a preach If this reach you well I wanna treat you well, eat you well, hell maybe teach you well About the world that I see in you, we jell, we glue, I can't explain anything that I do but [Hook: July Quin] You give me bu*terflies, inside Rock-a-bye in, I'm cradled in groove I'm spending most the time, in my mind Fantasizing and dreaming of you When friends don't come 'round like they should And things don't happen like the way that you say they would I might call you up fo'sho I might call you fo'sho [Bridge: July Quin & Serg] Aye, little mama come dance with me We could take a trip to Japan Peruse through the lands of the sands, south France with me Baby I could I be your man (your man) Little mama would you dance with me? We should take a trip to Japan Peruse through the sands of the lands, south France with me Baby would you take a chance like we suppose to? [Interlude] Love me better, kiss me back, listen more, oh no no no Love me better, kiss me back, listen more, oh no no no Love me better, kiss me back, listen more Love me better, kiss me back, listen more bu*terflies [Outro: Rose Angel & July Quin] You make me say Ba da da da day When you come my way It's the sweetest thing You make me say (say what?) Ba da da da day (say what? say what?) When you come my way It's the sweetest thing You make me say Ba da da da day When you come my way It's the sweetest thing You make me say Ba da da da day (say what?) When you come my way (say what? say what?) It's the sweetest thing