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letra de mrs brown eyes - thatrappersam

[intro]

[verse 1: leeko]
i’m in love with you, no tennis sh-t
but girl your perfect with no blemishes
we found a, perfect mixture love chemists
and when your hurting, love can -ssist
(like,like)
temporary things or
missionary flings or
drizzle when the rain pours
then the sun plays peek-a-boo
its quite a shocker like pikachu
you say you love it when i peek at you
while you getting dressed then
i hit you with my pillow, and then we get to wrestling
stand up and stand off like an old western
your still the best inn, that i’m arresting
you like the cops would do
so tell me whats impossible, i found you
don’t knock it out the first time then its round two
cross paths north west, we was bound 2
cross paths north west, we was bound 2

[hook: leeko]
uh huh honey
we gon brake bread when times are crumby
gotta stick together like the times are gummy
and share a bottle of wine (mrs brown eyes)
share a bottle of wine
and share a bottle of wine (mrs brown eyes)
uh huh honey
we gon brake bread when times are crumby

[verse 2: dosfli]
mrs brown eyes
noticed you from walking round the town i’d
worry to myself if you’d be down like
moesha, mo’ reefer, hit the town like
(i said i’d like to get to know if i could be)
low speakers but her voice is more the crowd like
so we could um…if it sound right
f-ck until the morning flipping down lights
d-mn you biting that pillow hard as f-ck
smoking/f-cking turn you freaky so now you coughing up
but f-ck it cuz..
everybody take hits
everybody loves love
everybody hates chris
but what happens when ya pam turn into roch-lle ?
and nagging b-tches hanging on my coat tail ?
oh well
i guess jeromes in the house
a bone’s in your mouth (b-tch)
that’s just a joke i mean whats wrong with a smile
guess ain’t no way of talking it out
so we can either ditch this
or try and make it up until our lips stick

[hook]

[verse 3: samuel delaghetto]
can i holla at ya? can we conversate?
i know the time is late
but.. can i pick your brain?
if you mind, love is blind
well i see you clearly
ya favorite color purple, we must never part, mrs celie
i get nervous when ya near me
mrs brown eyes, you like music? well lets make some
love while we ball, o epps sanaa lathan
i see you working hard, must admit that’s kind of rare
said your living single cause you had to get your sin clear
(well)
father forgive us, this time we’ll do it right way
get married, have a baby, maybe we could do it nightly
mrs brown eyes
hypnotizing thick thighs
good god, your truly blessed
cut the drama, movie set
and settle down, hustle hard to get fed
so when the time is crumby we can share wine and break bread
like

[hook: samuel delaghetto & leeko]

- thatrappersam

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