The Airplane Boys - De la, Moon Child lyrics

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The Airplane Boys - De la, Moon Child lyrics

Wild moon child she writes her own script [Verse 1: Bon Voyage] Moon Child Me and young thing we chilling under the stars Reflect the past and how we beat the odds Spark up the J in fact we refill it Memory lane, let's park up revisit All the times that would define we're destined to Be together forever you blessing you Let me press in you, got me confessing boo Ready know it's real when they question you Okay I'm wilding, forevers a long time Been thinking bout it more and more seeing you online, you changing the world Young queen to a king for youth activist Coretta to the dream bring peace and love advocate, patented Try'na get married in South Africa Laugh at this n***a I'm spilling way out of character, woah Cleopatra braids with a nose ring You so fly but I could take you to my home and Say hi to moms but you cool with my n***as Heads up in the clouds but we dream much bigger, figure They gonna have to play catch up like mayo, but it'll be too late when we pack up and jump with the sails Off to Dominica, don't let the karma eat ya I know you got a man but he could hardly treat ya With the type of love that I got ma Who is he to me, I'm an Icon [Hook: Beck Motley] Can't get you out my mind I need to testify You're such a special girl I want you all the time The music don't lie, the music don't lie The music don't lie, the music don't lie [Verse 2: Beck Motley] De la Ethiopian Filipina goddess she modest We be dancing in my dreams, and I just want to be honest And I don't mean to intervene but if you got it, you got it Hoping she giving me her love and from the bottom I promise You fill my day with soul, you my de la soul De la, oh? What do I gotta do, just to get into your heart? Start from the beginning, I'm writing notes for a minute, then reading it to you baby, I'm broken until you fix it Kidding Seriously, matter of fact Premature the confession or just some flattering facts, imagining that My Frida Kahlo, wings to free you oiseau Seems that you're the model, on the canvas that I'm aching to paint, aiming Pica**o Baby, lady friend, maybe then, we can go hand-in-hand And run under the sun, under the wind, over the dark, under my vision Listen baby girl you ain't even know it Funny that I speak about it, I would rather show it The rhythm you given move to my heart beat literally Given so much to others you're destined to be The greatest muse of all muses, it's amusing to me It's just music to me, I mean I really believe Such a free spirited woman, you're seducing to me All the colours that you have, baby you a queen [Hook]