letra de jackie/marilyn - philip jaffier
[chorus]
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
[verse]
i met her at my show/ i met her at the mall
she knew all my songs/ she seen me ball out
i don’t think she missed a word/ i seen her ball out
i had to point her out/ i had to bag now
p-sses for backstage/ she got my real name
i’m on it off stage/ first time she felt game
she thought the same thing/ did the number exchange
after party i’m cuffin’/ pressed the call b-tton
speeding to the trap/ conversations over plates
guess we really couldn’t wait/ she laughed and said that it’s a date
iphones instead of tapes/ already know the right place
am i tripping thinking dates/ facetime she can’t wait
round 2 is called fate/ said she counting down days
i’m swimming in the rain/ she running thru my brain
hit me what’s your name/ i know it’s not tame
we both jetted on our planes/ 2eaze giving flame
[chorus]
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
[verse]
i scooped her on a monday/ i scooped her on the weekend
lamborghini 4 door/ lamborghini 4 door
i brought her to a game/ i brought her to the trap
courtside camera’s bang/ i wanna see how she react
she really know the game/ i forgot to save her name
primetime don’t miss a thing/ but the city yell her name
what ima do say in her ear/ the trap she showing no fear
she made her mood very clear/ say she grew up round here
to the w top floor/ i wanna know more
can’t wait to reach the door/ she say she don’t wanna bore
when she’s done she’ll give it back/ then told me lay back
no running why you tap/ think it’s bouta be a wrap
i’m bouta makes moves/ said she bouta come 2
what you tryna do/ who got the best of who
we to the bat cave/ we on the same page
bachelor my brain/ ain’t a thing change
[chorus]
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
2eaze the president on a hum beat
who you tryna be, who you tryna be
running thru the same streets as jfk it gets deep
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