lovers quarrel Lyrics

When I look at you baby I feel Colors, and you're the baddest bitch in here there ain't no other

My wrist cold, look at my ice, And we some dogs, we gon come in the night

But I still want to make her my wife, baby just tell me, do you want this life?

Yeah I know I be making it hard

I'll sing our problems away, I'll be a star one day

And she know that I'm about to go brazy

Had a boy out with the fye

Out with the fye

Out with the fye

Hit the little boy from a far

I'm bout to shoot with the drac'

I want to hit in the head, I want to shoot in the leg

And we Ball like the Nuggets in 09'

Brains on the floor it's time

When I look at you baby I feel Colors, and you're the baddest bitch in here there ain't no other

My wrist cold, look at my ice, And we some dogs, we gon come in the night

But I still want to make her my wife, baby just tell me, do you want this life?

Yeah I know I be making it hard

I'll sing our problems away, I'll be a star one day

And she know that I'm about to go brazy

Had a boy out with the fye

Out with the fye

Out with the fye