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Come on a trip with me let me take you inside a minute, |
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There's room enough for two but your more than welcome to ride with us, |
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Forget the leather inside just remember to wind down your window, |
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I'm speaking to one but there's a million hitch hiking with her, |
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A couple of years ago she'd where the clothes that hide her figure, |
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Now she'll catch you in traffic at the lights like, "hi mister", |
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And they gon' keep their rev's high just to try and hit her, |
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What's even worse, I used to look at her like she my sister, |
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She love the bright, love the ice and how the light hit it, |
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I tell her it's temporary shine like a light fixture, |
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She told me temporary's fine, I told her I can dig it, |
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At least until she find a diamond that fits, |
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She loved the energy, the chemistry, the dangerous sex, |
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Said home's cold, mum's old, plus she suffers from stress, |
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I told her I ain't one to judge, can't knock ya hustle I guess, |
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Just keep ya poker face with you when he's onto the next, I told her, |
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That all that glitters ain't gold and rain can turn that chain to rust, |
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I said it before I treasure you more when your chain Is tucked, |
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She caught the eye of some other Johnny dangerous, |
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N hopped up out the car, how 'bout some change for the bus, c'mon' |
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You gotta move on, you'll find out soon enough, |
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You gotta be moving on, |
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And I hope you find out soon enough. |
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I said it's never too late. |
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And it was getting late, |
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I was standing in line, out front of the premises, |
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Wondering if ever this secca would let me enter 'em, |
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When she caught my attention, as she walked to the entrance, |
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And then she threw me a grin, like watch me get straight in, |
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She was a little too big for the boots, she's rocking every weekend, |
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And I can't knock her, was steaming hot, proper conceited, |
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Dolled up in spots that the dealers often frequent, |
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Anything she wants yeah they got it, to see what's underneath 'em, |
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Starry-eyed, doing her lines in front of the mirror, |
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Normally I'd be right there with her, but tonight saw something bigger, |
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There was something different in her, like a light had suddenly hit her, |
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Everything I'd once desired was gone, |
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Ain't nothing glamorous in what you conceal, |
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Even in the flash of the cameras, none of this real, |
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Tell me, when the music stops, and the drugs wear off, |
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And they hit the lights, how do you feel, she said I feel GOOD! |
