It's something 'bout a princess and a thorn
I'm something like Miss Badu
I go on and on
I really really wish I would've known
That all I had to do was click my heels and I'd be home
I'm rushing and I'm waiting
Much is overstated
In every conversation
Did I speak too late?
Oh god
Can we really call it love?
Is it supposed to be this rough?
Do you think of me enough?
Whoa oh
Oh oh
Now I lay me down (to sleep)
I pray my baby's heart (I keep)
If I should die before (I wake)
I pray my baby's at my grave
Go on rap to 'em
I'm gonna get what I want
And I want what I got
So I'm not gonna get caught up
Full of myself when I feel myself
'Cause I got a 'lil cake
And I'm real bigged up
Spinning in place
Gonna trip on my laces
Thinking 'bout ways I could tear shit up
Lot on my plate 'bout 25/8
So if you 'gon taste
Better lick that up
I'm gonna get what I want
And I want what I got
So I'm not gonna get caught up
Full of myself when I feel myself
'Cause I got a 'lil cake
And I'm real bigged up
Spinning in place
Gonna trip on my laces
Thinking 'bout ways I could tear shit up
Lot on my plate 'bout 25/8
So if you 'gon taste
Better lick that up
Just eat the whole f*cking thing, you know?
Oh god
Can we really call it love?
Is it supposed to be this rough?
Do you think of me enough?
Whoa oh
Oh oh
Now I lay me down (to sleep)
I pray my baby's heart (I keep)
If I should die before (I wake)
I pray my baby's at my grave
Now I lay me down (to sleep)
I pray my baby's heart (I keep)
If I should die before (I wake)
I pray my baby's at my grave
I pray my baby's at my grave