aminé - caroline (video version) lyrics
[intro]
listen man
what’s up
i heard you done got you a dime piece, man
h-ll naw, man
one of them beyoncé, meagan good types, man
nah, nah, nah
is that true, man?
i just wanna know
probably not
i mean, sh-t to be honest with you, man, she’s a…
[verse 1]
bad thang, fine as h-ll, thick as f-ck
oh my god, that’s my baby
caroline, you divine
mighty fine
shawty really blow the pipe (that’s true)
like a pro
aha, f-ck you thought?
holy sh-t, i’m really lit
it’s looking like it’s ’bout time to f-ck it up (word)
caroline, listen up, don’t wanna hear
about ya horoscope or what the future holds
shut up and shut up and
let’s get gory, like a tarantino movie
don’t wanna talk it out, can we f-ck it out?
cause we gon’ be up all night, f-ck a decaf
you say i’m a tall thug, guess i’m a g-raffe
if ya want safe-s-x, baby use the knee pads
freaky with the sticky icky
baby give me kitty kitty
k!lla, westside n-gga
boy you like 98 degrees
and i’m 300, n-gga keep ya feet runnin’
i chief keef keef when i eat these beats
better boy get scurred
don’t run up in my lane, i don’t want you in my lane
you a lame, get swerved
[chorus]
cause great scenes might be great
but i love your bloopers
and perfect’s for the urgent
baby i want forever
caroline, don’t you see that
i want you to be my
[bridge: aminé & yosief berhe]
um.. what are these bananas for?
decoration
[verse 2]
bad thang, fine as h-ll, thick as f-ck
oh my god, that’s my baby
caroline, you divine
mighty fine
shawty really blow the pipe (that’s true)
like a pro
aha… what?
holy sh-t, i’m really lit
it’s looking like it’s ’bout time to f-ck it up
caroline, listen up, don’t wanna hear
about ya horoscope or what the future holds
shut up and shut up and
let’s get gory, like a tarantino movie
don’t wanna talk it out, can we f-ck it out?
cause we gon’ be up all night, f-ck a decaf
you say i’m a tall thug, guess i’m a g-raffe
if ya want safe-s-x, baby use the knee pads
freaky with the sticky icky
baby give me kitty kitty
k!lla, westside n-gga
boy you like 98 degrees
and i’m 300, n-gga keep ya feet runnin’
i chief keef keef when i eat these beats
bet a boy get scurred
don’t run up in my lane, i don’t want you in my lane
you a lame, get swerved
[chorus]
cause great scenes might be great
but i love your bloopers
and perfect’s for the urgent
baby i want forever
caroline, don’t you see that
i want you to be my
[outro]
bad thang, bad, bad, bad, bad thang, thang, thang, thang
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