Spring Fling

[Intro: Solomon Childs] What up shorty, Yeah I'm just sittin here I'm rememberin the first time that we met each other You know I ain't even want your phone number I wanted you to have mine You know cause I wanted you to call me, You know Um it's like you know even if you seen somethin at the super market That you usually buy, And they ran out of it Yeah, I wanted you to call me, Haha [Solomon Childs] Together we were so strong Let me start by asking you girl what you think can really go wrong Cause what's deep is from the beginning of the glasses of Moet And the of the Agatha Christi glasses Beautiful lines travel across like Jason Kidd passes And Escalades with rims spinnin, In front of your night school classes All those dudes was talkin dirt, You told me never stop puttin in work Come on girl, I'm tryin to get to know you Hot sex like Miami and Shearlings, Tennis bracelets with whirl winds of diamonds You that all night hustle love, And ain't nothin about you Like New Jack City, Listen Momma, We gone run the city The way you move and shake your body, Right-Right Baby girl it's you, Right-Right, Baby girl it's you [Chorus: Seven] Don't stop, Before you say you love me girl And don't stop, It's only you I'm love'n girl Can't believe that I'm in love with you This is crazy what am I to do [Solomon Childs] She got my back, She help me build my stacks That's why for her I'm going all out She got the bail money in the bank And ain't nobody gonna take her place, That's why I stay in her face She make me feel like I'm top of the world For my birthday Jordan eight's and John Paul Gardiner combs Custom design fitteds with rhinestones Payin European fees cause she know a nigga love the jones Copped me some twenty-sixes for the whip And when I did my time up North she didn't abandon ship, She stuck to the script That's why I treat her like the Mona Lisa and give her body sexual fever Girl when I'm with you, I'm high like Amsterdam reefer You niggas slipped on feel on a dick, You just built a friendship, Right-Right [Chorus] [Outro: Solomon Childs] Yeah, You know, I mean, Damn, You so pretty, I swear to my Mother I never thought I would ever get with somebody that look like you Aw man, You just don't know what you do to me, Word