Song | No Matter (feat. Masta Killa & Chauncy Sherod of Charlie RED) |
Artist | Halo |
Album | Mansa Musa (Guest Starring Masta Killa) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[Hook: Rocki Evans] | |
I’m tryna see what’s between your thighs | |
You might feel something if you just close your eyes | |
So good, yea you make a ***** wanna cry | |
No matter baby, I will fly | |
No matter how far, love | |
No matter how far you are | |
[Verse 1: HaLo] | |
Across seas, climbed over mountains | |
Traveller, seeker of youth fountain | |
News mounting we true bout it | |
Boo bouncing out of the blue, figured out it was you | |
From Kalamazoo, the walk and stare | |
Scare raising your hair an amazing affair | |
Goosebump in the moonlight blurry the glare | |
Giving ghosts a good reason to appear | |
What a mirage, weaving word collage | |
Even out the odds, a taste for a taste | |
Feel the muscles in your face relaxe | |
Unwind, one time, erase your whole mind | |
Black sand beach, fall in love with your feet | |
The wind whispers in your ear to creep | |
What you doing? Don’t speak | |
Words might ruin what this passion pursuing, babe | |
[Hook] | |
[Verse 2: Masta Killa] | |
*****t you are my distant star | |
No matter how far I produce light | |
Then recite it through the rhyme mic | |
Receive it in the bearer of life | |
You are my *****ning diamond | |
I’m cosigning down payment on arrangements | |
To take you, mould you and shape you and date you | |
Why would I play you, I made you | |
Think it through, you and I slide in Dubai, so fly | |
Sipping on whatever you do, I hold the Dom P | |
A spliff for that OG | |
Watching you dance so exotic to the music | |
Seductively you loosen your blouse, I’m 'bout to lose it | |
Talking dirty lingo, we tango to the beat of the maestro | |
And sit back let the time flow, you know | |
[Hook] |
Hook: Rocki Evans | |
I' m tryna see what' s between your thighs | |
You might feel something if you just close your eyes | |
So good, yea you make a wanna cry | |
No matter baby, I will fly | |
No matter how far, love | |
No matter how far you are | |
Verse 1: HaLo | |
Across seas, climbed over mountains | |
Traveller, seeker of youth fountain | |
News mounting we true bout it | |
Boo bouncing out of the blue, figured out it was you | |
From Kalamazoo, the walk and stare | |
Scare raising your hair an amazing affair | |
Goosebump in the moonlight blurry the glare | |
Giving ghosts a good reason to appear | |
What a mirage, weaving word collage | |
Even out the odds, a taste for a taste | |
Feel the muscles in your face relaxe | |
Unwind, one time, erase your whole mind | |
Black sand beach, fall in love with your feet | |
The wind whispers in your ear to creep | |
What you doing? Don' t speak | |
Words might ruin what this passion pursuing, babe | |
Hook | |
Verse 2: Masta Killa | |
t you are my distant star | |
No matter how far I produce light | |
Then recite it through the rhyme mic | |
Receive it in the bearer of life | |
You are my ning diamond | |
I' m cosigning down payment on arrangements | |
To take you, mould you and shape you and date you | |
Why would I play you, I made you | |
Think it through, you and I slide in Dubai, so fly | |
Sipping on whatever you do, I hold the Dom P | |
A spliff for that OG | |
Watching you dance so exotic to the music | |
Seductively you loosen your blouse, I' m ' bout to lose it | |
Talking dirty lingo, we tango to the beat of the maestro | |
And sit back let the time flow, you know | |
Hook |
Hook: Rocki Evans | |
I' m tryna see what' s between your thighs | |
You might feel something if you just close your eyes | |
So good, yea you make a wanna cry | |
No matter baby, I will fly | |
No matter how far, love | |
No matter how far you are | |
Verse 1: HaLo | |
Across seas, climbed over mountains | |
Traveller, seeker of youth fountain | |
News mounting we true bout it | |
Boo bouncing out of the blue, figured out it was you | |
From Kalamazoo, the walk and stare | |
Scare raising your hair an amazing affair | |
Goosebump in the moonlight blurry the glare | |
Giving ghosts a good reason to appear | |
What a mirage, weaving word collage | |
Even out the odds, a taste for a taste | |
Feel the muscles in your face relaxe | |
Unwind, one time, erase your whole mind | |
Black sand beach, fall in love with your feet | |
The wind whispers in your ear to creep | |
What you doing? Don' t speak | |
Words might ruin what this passion pursuing, babe | |
Hook | |
Verse 2: Masta Killa | |
t you are my distant star | |
No matter how far I produce light | |
Then recite it through the rhyme mic | |
Receive it in the bearer of life | |
You are my ning diamond | |
I' m cosigning down payment on arrangements | |
To take you, mould you and shape you and date you | |
Why would I play you, I made you | |
Think it through, you and I slide in Dubai, so fly | |
Sipping on whatever you do, I hold the Dom P | |
A spliff for that OG | |
Watching you dance so exotic to the music | |
Seductively you loosen your blouse, I' m ' bout to lose it | |
Talking dirty lingo, we tango to the beat of the maestro | |
And sit back let the time flow, you know | |
Hook |