Special Connection ft. Jamahl, No Idolz & Josh Hall Lyrics

Know what I'm saying?

We've been friends for quite a while now

But I just want to be something more

Something real

Some real love

Cause you know we got a special type of connection

Baby it's you

Baby it's you yea (With your special connection)

Lemon, Lemon nigga

Baby it's you

Baby it's you yea (With the special connections)

Yea

This here to bet you

I got the special connection for you

Cute face, pretty waist, and I got my hands around ya

I'm just caressing my blessings 'cause girl I love your essence

You got me texting and stressing, I'm asking all these questions

It can go on forever so let's just take our time

I love your hair when it's messy, shits like swinging vines

And you so gorgeous I really just want to call you mine

Just know I mean it when I say it girl you mighty fine

(Now reporting all ladies to the skate floor)

I like fine women

She want chill and break her back that's my type of, kind of, woman

Hold it down, I'm outta town, ain got to stress for her

Look her in her eyes to tell that she's the best for you

She my muse, I thrive from seeing her do her lil' thing

She make pretty lil' lies but she my sanity

I was in the booth contemplating her qualities

Hold her up 'cause she a queen, she got my sanctity

Hold up, she done pushed my foot on the gas

Double Xs got me mesmerized, my head in my ass

Hoping, but don't know for certain, pray this lovin'a last

Shorty shot me in my soul, I feel my pain draining

Blood flowing from my eyes, I feel my face staining

Sing myself to sleep, I feel a special type of relation

To you

Baby it's you

Baby it's you, yea (With a special connection)

Baby it's you

Baby it's you (With the special connections)

Yea

Aye

Why she capping?

Your love is the only thing that I'm feeling so I trap it

Come under the cover, the blanket is where the magic happens

Static, tragic, lavish

Let's take a trip

Baby I'm super drunk, you can feel it off my drip

The affection, reflection off your eyes, ain' gotta rip

The way your body banging baby seems you on a script

Nice chest, nice thighs, and I love them fucking hips

All the night you got me writing fucking songs about you

In the crib, counting flowers, seeing if this shit is true

Yeah I'm Myles and I think we got a special connection

Cause when I'm with my homies I feel like it's you that I'm missing and

If I bag you bae I'll show you the world

Taking trips around the globe I swear you'll never get bored

You got my heart feeling sore

These other niggas that you liking

Well fuck them other niggas, pop they necks like they some titans

Um?

And I don't mean to sound violent

But this love is strong to me so when I see you I'm silent

This love is glittering, vibrant, and it's bright, now I'm blinded

Hope I see the right direction but if not least I tried it

My worst fear is just getting left behind

(The special connections)