Pineapple scented
Vanilla breeze
I close my eyes and I just dream
The weight of the titanium blk heavy in my hands as I pass it to the cashier
I reply yes that's all maam
The sprees have kept my desires full
And my wants wanting without
I'm the fanciest thing of late that you can read about
Wink*
But who knew in two thousand ten
I still would long for that
Once in a life time soul cleansin'
A finanical soul feeding per say
You prolly could get it better if I explained it that way
Green can't buy everything I was once told
Recently winning my soul back from that devil for a fake pot of gold
After I bet him I could with-stand a full year without loving hard
He called off all his bloody body guards
I've passed that dream
It died the beginning of ohhhh eight
After my tour de italy
A quick vaca I've come to still appreciate
With a man that was yet still a boy
Pardon me for being so coy
I threw the jersey's away
I burned all the bballs
And my preferences has changed
He doesn't have to be that damn tall
I like a suit and tie now
A clean look
A confident stare
A nice back still
But bald or hair I don't care
Wait
Wait
Wake me up
What's happening to the weirdo I use to be
Shit... I'm thirdeee
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