Vanilla Cream Lyrics

So he say he like vanilla cream

Took you long enough just to notice me

Fingers trace my body say I'm poetry

You really loving all my geometry

Yeah

Well pardon my French

Pardon my banter

Bitch like to talk

When I speak you answer

Slyer than a panther

Learned it from being a dancer

Lot of shit

It can't be planned for

Therefore

The way that stunt

I make it look easy

Bitter ass bitches

They could never be me

Hating ass dudes

They could never please me

So hit the blunt

Now I'm faded and wheezy

I might be my very own species

Soaking in the tub while I'm eating fettuccine

I don't need to tell you it's creamy

Talk about freaky

I'm a little cheeky

I'm a little sweetie

Give you diabetes

Talking about you need me

The I roll out in my iced-out Heelys

Yeah

Skrt skrt

It's a process

Why you actin like I ain't got some options

How the fuck you draw me in box when

You're the one who puts up all these walls

Damn

Damn

Damn

So he say he like vanilla cream

Took you long enough just to notice me

Fingers trace my body say I'm poetry

You really loving all my geometry

Yeah

He told me hang it's a process

Why you actin' like I ain't got some options

How the fuck you draw me in box when

You the one who puts up all these walls,

Damn

Damn

Damn

Well they come and go

But I'm the one that gets to stick around

The River coming with the flow

That is where the love is found

Now we be speaking different

Feeling I got pieces missing

I know what I said won't mention

Late night cooking in the kitchen

Thinking about you

Thinking about me

Thinking about us

Thinking about we

Thinking about futures what we could be

Am I this stupid what do I need

Trying to fucking fight cupid and the shit he weaves

Realize it's useless, got a prophecy

Real life fantasy

Yeah vanilla cream

Keeping my dreams in focus

Get what I want you know this

Charging fees that's a bonus

Saying I'm fake, That's bogus

Want a real love

Won't say how you feel tho

Won't win a game off of field goals

I need something real oh

Real oh oh

So he say he like vanilla cream

Took you long enough just to notice me

Fingers trace my body say I'm poetry

You really loving all my geometry

Yeah

He told me hang it's a process

Why you actin' like I ain't got some options

How the fuck you draw me in box when

You the one who puts up all these walls,

Damn

Damn

Damn

How the fuck you draw me in a box when

Your the one who puts up all the walls damn

Fingers trace my body say I'm

So he say he like vanilla cream

Oh oh oh