$1 not $2 tips at open bar
keep it that way
there's nothing wrong with partying
get the drinks going

oh, who's that?
oh, that’s your girl? you with her
she looks like everyone else here

c'mon
they're not like me
(that's a shame)
baby they're not like me
and anyway you know it's not easy
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no

CHORUS:
c'mon it's not likely
and anyway you know they're not like me (so what's up)
and baby you know it's not easy (uh huh)
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no (got a light y'all?)

pardon my composure
saw ya
had to approach ya, move closer
confidence, courtesy of mimosas, framed perfect
like a picture with the sharpest image
from the lips of a cherub cherry red
Henny breath
let me guess

Queens, is ya?
see jean can read by the lean
and the tilt of the cap
and your drink, I'll refilling
I need some good conversation
love
these hood rats be making up the game
plus they ain't even fully developed
insane

so we could start a challenge
and balance most delicate matters
involving plans
including satin and carriages
wait
too far
maybe we could shoot a little hoop ball
or just chill on my stoop
I don't like a lot of hoopla

me and you sedude deuces and spike juices
and stove some backwards roll backwards (?)
and keep it that good
so write your name
oldschool
pen on the back
now what’s a good time tomorrow
I don't stall
Holla back

CHORUS x 2

You see I walk up different on em
Talk slang often
Bought dinner Dutch
while most women do the wallet clutch

Never ask the (?) question
Make jokes interesting
Wear more clothes and let their eyes do the undressing
A little sarcasm, bar savage, tar addict,
Argue about reasonable doubt and Illmatic
Car traffic eyein’
We can walk in summer laughing
Cry when they giggle
split sides and curse
the magic that's in between us boy

Jean a fiend for the love-feeling
we crush dream and after lush green
and a sun shinin and enough beach for a lifetime
and you’re just mine

poppin in at Hathaway
Wonder at (?) and rewind
play a little chess strip
see but nothing
I read a lot
beam you a little sixteen or something
I cook well
sip on drinks and just chill
a malt liquor and MOP
tell me what you feel

CHORUS x 2

See we could be for life even
for nights breathing heavy and steaming
from polite greetings to late at night face smashing
taste passion and race plays baggage
my faith asking to place faith back in and maybe marriage
I hate slackers
Jean love to chill and lay out,
sometimes stay out
We'll find an open bar
I'm not impressed by payouts
So star, display out your cards
We can splay out on the top of cars
And pick the constellations
While playing the Best of the Bards y'all

Making me nod agreeing
Patience is all I'm needing
Face it, I'm not your average girl
Or close to it even
Most original
Entranced by your physical plans
I've got a lot
but we could chill
It's all I ask
(it down)


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    General CommentThese are the actual lyrics:

    $1
    Not $2 tips at open bar
    Keep it that way
    There's nothing wrong with partying
    Get the drinks going

    Oh
    Who's that?
    Is that your girl? You with her
    She look like everybody else in here

    [Chorus :]
    C'mon
    They're not like me
    (That's a shame)
    Baby bet you know they're not like me
    And everywhere you go it's not easy
    Just to come across a girl like Jean
    Oh no

    C'mon it's not likely
    And everywhere you go they're not like me (So what's up)
    And baby bet you know it's not easy (Uh huh)
    Just to come across a girl like Jean
    oh no (Got a light y'all?)

    Part of my composure
    Saw ya
    Had to approach ya, move closer
    Confidence or the courtesy of the mimosas
    Framed perfect
    Like a picture with the sharpest image
    From the lips of a cherub cherry red
    Henny breast
    Let me guess

    Queens, is ya?
    See Jean can read by the lean
    And the tilt of the cap in your drink, I'll refill that
    I need some good conversation, love
    These hood rats be making up the game
    Plus they ain't even fully developed
    Insane

    See if we could start a challenge
    And balance most delicate matters
    Involving plans
    Including sitting in carriages
    Wait
    Too far
    Maybe we could shoot a little hoop
    Or just chill on my stoop
    I don't like a lot of hoopla

    Me and you sedude deuces and spike juices
    and stove some backwards roll backwards
    And keep it that good
    So write your name
    Oldschool
    Pen on the back
    Now what's a good time? Tomorrow?
    I don't stall
    Holla back

    [Chorus :]

    You see I walk up different on 'em
    Talk slang often
    Bought dinner on Dutch
    While most women do the wallet clutch

    Never ask the what question
    Make jokes interestin'
    Wear more clothes and let they eyes do the undressin'
    A little sarcasm, bar savage, tar addict
    Argue about reasonable doubt and Illmatic
    Car traffic eyin'
    We can walk in summer laughing
    Cry when they giggle
    Split sides and curse
    The magic that's in between us boy

    Jean a fiend for the love-feeling
    We crush dream and after lush green
    And a sun shinin' and enough beach for a lifetime
    Or maybe that's just mine

    Poppin in at hathaway
    Wandering gay and rewind
    Play a little chess strip
    see but nothing
    I read a lot
    Beam you a little sixteen or something
    I cook well
    sip on drinks and just chill
    A malt liquor and MOP
    Tell me what you feel

    [Chorus :]

    See we could be for life even
    For nights freed and heavy and steaming
    From polite greetin's to late at night face smashin
    Taste passion and race plays baggage
    my faith asking to place faith back in and maybe marriage
    I hate slackers
    Jean love to chill and lay out
    Sometimes stay out

    We'll find an open bar
    I'm not impressed by payouts
    So star, display out your cards
    We can splay out on the top of cars
    And pick the consolations
    While playing the Best of the Bards y'all

    Making me nod agreein
    Patience is all I'm needing
    Face it, I'm not your average girl
    Or close to it even
    Most original
    Entranced by your physical plans
    I've got a lot
    But we could chill
    It's all I ask
    (it down)
    chelseysmileon January 26, 2012   Link

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