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letra de 4 my eyes only - trevor spitta

[intro]
woo
yeah
yeah
yeah
yeah
uh huh uh huh
yeah
yeah
yeah
uh huh uh huh
yeah
yeah
yeah
uh huh uh huh
uh huh uh huh
uh huh uh huh

[pre chorus]
we bout to f-ck around blow the roof (aye)
i like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth
like i got nothing else to do
i got nothing else to lose, except you

[verse 1]
send me the addy i slide
it’s 6:45, i had a long flight, but f-ck it i’m
right, here
give me some of that
give me some of that
give of some of that stick nah, some of that l!ck
sh-t, some of that ick
let me love on that sh-t, let me jump on that
i got some questions
you register that lethal weapon?
some sh-t i would share with my brethren
but this here is really no telling what sharing would do to my mental
go head, see through
dress they can peak through
long as you don’t give a peek boo
long as you know they ain’t equal
that sh-t is not for the people
that sh-t is mine and i need you
sh-t i don’t know how to act
i call the plays like quarterback
cataracts couldn’t take you off my tracks, yeah
and you like it like that, just relax
[chorus]
that’s for my eyes only
you could run around with your friends, and end up at somebody crib
but girl just chill, because that’s for my eyes only
i’m not telling you how to live
do your thing girl i’ll never trip, then come here
we bout to f-ck around blow the roof
i like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth
like i got nothing else to do
i got nothing else to lose, except you

[verse 2]
and i walk around like i’m cool
oh that’s cool
baby tell me what’s your name and what’s your use
i stay fly, boy through all 365, can’t help it that’s my roots
i read lies, right through these people’s eyes
so don’t play tell the truth
i’m not ‘laxing but i’m cool sh-t i like cash and i like loot
i like passion in my fruit girl i’m about action, how about you?
sh-t what’s happening, outside in east manhattan
and we got a nice little view
they be acting, stay on my toes, mike jackson
i don’t know who got who, nah
whip on e but sh-t, it’s cool
long as i get to the stu
girl as long as i got eyes, then sh-t you mine
you can tease but you can’t please, just waste their time
then come here
[chorus]
that’s for my eyes only
you could run around with your friends, and end up at somebody crib
but girl just chill, because that’s for my eyes only
i’m not telling you how to live
do your thing girl i’ll never trip, then come here
we bout to f-ck around blow the roof
i like to cool and hit the booth then hit the booth
like i got nothing else to do
i got nothing else to lose, except you

- trevor spitta

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