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$1 not $2 tips at open bar
keep it that way
there's nothing wrong with partying
get the drinks going

oh, who's that?
oh, that’s your girl? you with her
she looks like everyone else here

c'mon
they're not like me
(that's a shame)
baby they're not like me
and anyway you know it's not easy
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no

CHORUS:
c'mon it's not likely
and anyway you know they're not like me (so what's up)
and baby you know it's not easy (uh huh)
just to come across a girl like jean
oh no (got a light y'all?)

pardon my composure
saw ya
had to approach ya, move closer
confidence, courtesy of mimosas, framed perfect
like a picture with the sharpest image
from the lips of a cherub cherry red
Henny breath
let me guess

Queens, is ya?
see jean can read by the lean
and the tilt of the cap
and your drink, I'll refilling
I need some good conversation
love
these hood rats be making up the game
plus they ain't even fully developed
insane

so we could start a challenge
and balance most delicate matters
involving plans
including satin and carriages
wait
too far
maybe we could shoot a little hoop ball
or just chill on my stoop
I don't like a lot of hoopla

me and you sedude deuces and spike juices
and stove some backwards roll backwards (?)
and keep it that good
so write your name
oldschool
pen on the back
now what’s a good time tomorrow
I don't stall
Holla back

CHORUS x 2

You see I walk up different on em
Talk slang often
Bought dinner Dutch
while most women do the wallet clutch

Never ask the (?) question
Make jokes interesting
Wear more clothes and let their eyes do the undressing
A little sarcasm, bar savage, tar addict,
Argue about reasonable doubt and Illmatic
Car traffic eyein’
We can walk in summer laughing
Cry when they giggle
split sides and curse
the magic that's in between us boy

Jean a fiend for the love-feeling
we crush dream and after lush green
and a sun shinin and enough beach for a lifetime
and you’re just mine

poppin in at Hathaway
Wonder at (?) and rewind
play a little chess strip
see but nothing
I read a lot
beam you a little sixteen or something
I cook well
sip on drinks and just chill
a malt liquor and MOP
tell me what you feel

CHORUS x 2

See we could be for life even
for nights breathing heavy and steaming
from polite greetings to late at night face smashing
taste passion and race plays baggage
my faith asking to place faith back in and maybe marriage
I hate slackers
Jean love to chill and lay out,
sometimes stay out
We'll find an open bar
I'm not impressed by payouts
So star, display out your cards
We can splay out on the top of cars
And pick the constellations
While playing the Best of the Bards y'all

Making me nod agreeing
Patience is all I'm needing
Face it, I'm not your average girl
Or close to it even
Most original
Entranced by your physical plans
I've got a lot
but we could chill
It's all I ask
(it down)
$1 not $2 tips at open bar   keep it that way   there's nothing wrong with partying   get the drinks going      oh, who's that?   oh, that’s your girl? you with her   she looks like everyone else here      c'mon   they're not like me   (that's a shame)   baby they're not like me   and anyway you know it's not easy   just to come across a girl like jean   oh no      CHORUS:   c'mon it's not likely   and anyway you know they're not like me (so what's up)   and baby you know it's not easy (uh huh)   just to come across a girl like jean   oh no (got a light y'all?)      pardon my composure   saw ya   had to approach ya, move closer   confidence, courtesy of mimosas, framed perfect   like a picture with the sharpest image   from the lips of a cherub cherry red   Henny breath   let me guess      Queens, is ya?    see jean can read by the lean   and the tilt of the cap    and your drink, I'll refilling   I need some good conversation   love   these hood rats be making up the game   plus they ain't even fully developed   insane      so we could start a challenge   and balance most delicate matters   involving plans   including satin and carriages   wait   too far   maybe we could shoot a little hoop ball   or just chill on my stoop   I don't like a lot of hoopla      me and you sedude deuces and spike juices   and stove some backwards roll backwards (?)   and keep it that good   so write your name    oldschool   pen on the back    now what’s a good time tomorrow   I don't stall   Holla back      CHORUS x 2      You see I walk up different on em   Talk slang often   Bought dinner Dutch   while most women do the wallet clutch      Never ask the (?) question   Make jokes interesting   Wear more clothes and let their eyes do the undressing   A little sarcasm, bar savage, tar addict,    Argue about reasonable doubt and Illmatic   Car traffic eyein’   We can walk in summer laughing   Cry when they giggle   split sides and curse   the magic that's in between us boy      Jean a fiend for the love-feeling   we crush dream and after lush green    and a sun shinin and enough beach for a lifetime   and you’re just mine      poppin in at Hathaway   Wonder at (?) and rewind   play a little chess strip    see but nothing   I read a lot   beam you a little sixteen or something   I cook well   sip on drinks and just chill   a malt liquor and MOP   tell me what you feel      CHORUS x 2      See we could be for life even   for nights breathing heavy and steaming   from polite greetings to late at night face smashing   taste passion and race plays baggage   my faith asking to place faith back in and maybe marriage   I hate slackers   Jean love to chill and lay out,    sometimes stay out   We'll find an open bar   I'm not impressed by payouts    So star, display out your cards   We can splay out on the top of cars   And pick the constellations   While playing the Best of the Bards y'all      Making me nod agreeing   Patience is all I'm needing   Face it, I'm not your average girl   Or close to it even   Most original    Entranced by your physical plans   I've got a lot   but we could chill   It's all I ask   (it down)