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Ek het jou lief Yeah Woah Yeah Woah Yeah Woah Let's B.Major Let me tell you bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self Yeah I'm talking bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self In my eyes you reside in the beat of my heart Though at times we collide pieces breaking apart You tell me I'm the best like my n*gga a killer Then you drop your clothes and I beat it to thriller Cause I'm a monster I have conquered every fear except you Hope my boys become men because my bro never knew How it felt to kiss your kid after a long day at work How daddy's home somehow wipes away a long life of hurt Cause see my daddy walked away and never thought to come back Still recklessly as a youngen I hit with no hat Never realizing that growing seeds changes your garden So sometimes I feel like I've forgiven him partly But this song ain't bout that It's bout my back pack Strapped tighter than usual She carried my future On the eve of her presence A n*gga was reckless But after I found her Hakuna Matata Let me tell you bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self Yeah I'm talking bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self African I American fly and crash landed into your garden I beg your pardon, my darling, who are you I can't help but adore you, like I carved your from a dream of a dream That I dreamed as a teen, when tv, made beauty, make believe Then I see, make believe, in a being, simply being, what I've seen In that dream, that my dream dreamed, I can't believe she, reality Re-al to me, I had to see so I said hi I said hi That's all I could say Never knowing I would one day I would fart on your a** and laugh Or that I would ever see you in my sons smile Or that I would ever greet you with the sunrise Or that I would ever share with you my last name Or that you would love me best on the worst days Let me tell you bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self Yeah I'm talking bout a woman I call her Nala Gotta have sense, don't care about dollars She can tell you how to grind, she don't even need help Cause she chasing after dollars by her muhf*ckin self