Francesco Yates - JIMI

You're a hot shot
You got money to spend
But you looking for a Lover
Who can still pay your rent
Keep it G Class
Like your Mercedes Benz
Why you chillin' in the back
Taking pics on the 'gram
Said I don't do drugs
You pop em' like M&M's
And you slim thick but you shady baby like Eminem
She said hush boy
'Cause imma make you a man
Baby you could call me Alice
Take you to Wonderland and I said

I'm on that Jimi Hendrix
I ball way out in Mars
And you a foxy lady
Babe come and touch the stars
I'm on that Jimi Hendrix
I ball way out in mars
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

You're a hot shot
But don't you pretend
Yeah you say you love me baby
You just like famous men
And I'm a pop star
I don't mind if you flex
You can leave me and then love me
And be on to the next and you said
Bring me that money honey
Baby don't talk too much
Gimme that lovey dovey
Gimme that gushy stuff
'Scuse me I'm feeling funny
Babe and I don't know why
She said come kiss me baby
And we can kiss the sky cause

I'm on that Jimi Hendrix
I ball way out in Mars
And you a foxy lady
Babe come and touch the stars
I'm on that Jimi Hendrix
I ball way out in mars
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

My guitar
I think I love you baby
Like I love my guitar

Written by:
francesco yates

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