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The Classic Romance

Well oh they might wear classic Reeboks Or knackered Converse or tracky bottoms tucked in socks But all of that's what the point is not The point's that

Tryin' to catch a baller with them figures You ain't mad, iz ya? Gold diggers, we call 'em gold diggers No chicken head get no respect trick And these cowards get a classic

lightning in a bottle i give you a ring tomorrow The scene that follows Screams of horror Classic Steven King novel Mamma dont think you should take someone so advanced in romance

dance, we sing You touch, we burst into flames You know the time has come To call a romance Take a chance Take a leap Make a modern classic dream It'

boy from out of town Only stops here twice a year He says your pretty and he adores you Reciting dialogue from classic romances (dialogue from the classics

head shit with Phenomenal swing like the ass on a black chick Fat dick to all of y'all niggas with whack clicks Hoping they whip paper like a classic

warm beer on the hood of an old dodge In the soft summer rain Rat rolls up his pants, together they'd make a stab at romance And move down flamingo lane

overdue Now, the games you would play Are coming back to stay Shouldn't play with fire You thought you were cool But you're really a fool And a classic

head shit with Phenomenal swing like the ass on a black chick Fat dick to all of y'all niggas with whack clicks Hoping they whip paper like a classic