Oprah's Limo - Life, Enkay Rockson

If you’re the kinda girl to keep me up late

Then being early can wait

When I think of you I think of my fate

I’m like a date away from sealing it

Big hole in my heart you’ve been healing it

I think its real when I’m dreaming it

In Oprah’s limo, butter cream leather

Just a little…

I blow whales out the water

You just hit the wave & ripple

I’m too official to scribble it down

My mental notes get around

I’m sound but the volume on low

I’m on you lets go!

I’m slow like a cripple

Me & you in a pickle

Anything you fancy, I tickle

I trickle down the side of your cheek

I’m on your line every week

We speak barely, nearly rarely

Me in my feelings, it’s really scary

And after all that I’ve seen

N*ggas couldn’t see a quarter in dreams

My gratitude on the lean & it seems…

I get this feeling you real

I always been crazy bout you & I’m diggin' you still

My will, for every line

It’s every time

We’re never soul, we never mind

The girl she shines, so divine & so sublime

Look a little closer you’ll find…

She’s mine, with every rhyme

Every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Realize suckers

(Limo, Oprah’s limo)

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Better recognize

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Realize suckers

(Limo, Oprah’s limo)

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Better recognize

Baby I made it

You see me on telly

My hands on your belly

I smell like loud ganja & henny

I’m thinking I’m ready, I really ain’t

It’s clearly saint

Hit the yak 'till I nearly faint

And nuff gyal are too innah

I got this chick up in brum

She hit me up when she come down

Check me inna bimmer

Born sinner, still a winner

But I don’t think about none of that when I’m with her

Full moon… It’s a thriller

I see my neighbor pullin' out in his Jag

It makes a n*gga wanna get in some bags

I’m on this girl like a rash

I dash, I crash

I think about the sh*t when I smash

Cash running low, got more in the stash

And since I said you were mine &…

I’ve been lying

You ain’t riding

Left hand creepin' up ya thigh dem

If it ain’t me who’s on ya mind then???

Wishing on a star like O’Ryan

I figured I was cool enough to kick it

You got my heart jumping something wicked

I follow prediction & then I flip it to the left

How can I stress with all this weed in my chest???

Got nothing left but I’m diggin'

I’m diggin' you still

My will, for every line

It’s every time

We’re never soul, we never mind

The girl she shines, so divine & so sublime

Look a little closer you’ll find…

She’s mine, with every rhyme

Every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Realize suckers

(Limo, Oprah’s limo)

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Better recognize

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Realize suckers

(Lifey, Oprah’s limo)

For every rhyme I write…

It’s 25 to life

Better recognize

Better ask somebody…