Have you dipped in designer from your socks to your shoelaces
Departing flights with your Goyard suitcases
Never fly basic
Them SkyMiles pay for upgrades where they sit you near the rich races
I treat you right
Spraying my creed on your pillows when I leave at night
You love them back cracks when I hug you tight
And I always listen and give good advice
I miss the romance
Grabbin' ass with both hands
Drunk off Veuve, getting freaky while we slow dance
I got more moves than your last man
Cause I'm usually on my one-two, hey
Smooth operator
Mauri alligators
Crib in the burbs and another in Decatur
Never use the stairs when you got an elevator
They white folks food, and Jones got flavor
I keep hookah when you need it
Weed and drank
Your rents due, well I'll Zelle your bank
If I'm your captain bet the ship won't sink
If I'm your leader baby Jones top rank
What you need
I know I seem perfect and all
But that really ain't shit worth loving at all
I'm an Aquarius
Meaning I'm straight to the point
I can give you the world and leave when I'm annoyed
Once I'm gone I'm gone, dust in the wind
Now learn from it
Never let it happen again
From a bucket to a Benz
From nothing to a couple of cents
Mine's is yours bitch that don't make sense
The grass greener on the side of the fence
Go figure
That's why she wanna be my bitch
But I'm too in love with my wrist
White gold, Presi' green face, mismatch kit
Moschino Jones - MR. ROMANCE (feat. prod.myles) Lyrics
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Have you dipped in designer from your socks to your shoelaces
Departing flights with your Goyard suitcases
Never fly basic
Them SkyMiles pay for upgrades where they sit you near the rich races
I treat you right
Spraying my creed on your pillows when I leave at night
You love them back cracks when I hug you tight
And I always listen and give good advice
I miss the romance
Grabbin' ass with both hands
Drunk off Veuve, getting freaky while we slow dance
I got more moves than your last man
Cause I'm usually on my one-two, hey
Smooth operator
Mauri alligators
Crib in the burbs and another in Decatur
Never use the stairs when you got an elevator
They white folks food, and Jones got flavor
I keep hookah when you need it
Weed and drank
Your rents due, well I'll Zelle your bank
If I'm your captain bet the ship won't sink
If I'm your leader baby Jones top rank
What you need
I know I seem perfect and all
But that really ain't shit worth loving at all
I'm an Aquarius
Meaning I'm straight to the point
I can give you the world and leave when I'm annoyed
Once I'm gone I'm gone, dust in the wind
Now learn from it
Never let it happen again
From a bucket to a Benz
From nothing to a couple of cents
Mine's is yours bitch that don't make sense
The grass greener on the side of the fence
Go figure
That's why she wanna be my bitch
But I'm too in love with my wrist
White gold, Presi' green face, mismatch kit
Departing flights with your Goyard suitcases
Never fly basic
Them SkyMiles pay for upgrades where they sit you near the rich races
I treat you right
Spraying my creed on your pillows when I leave at night
You love them back cracks when I hug you tight
And I always listen and give good advice
I miss the romance
Grabbin' ass with both hands
Drunk off Veuve, getting freaky while we slow dance
I got more moves than your last man
Cause I'm usually on my one-two, hey
Smooth operator
Mauri alligators
Crib in the burbs and another in Decatur
Never use the stairs when you got an elevator
They white folks food, and Jones got flavor
I keep hookah when you need it
Weed and drank
Your rents due, well I'll Zelle your bank
If I'm your captain bet the ship won't sink
If I'm your leader baby Jones top rank
What you need
I know I seem perfect and all
But that really ain't shit worth loving at all
I'm an Aquarius
Meaning I'm straight to the point
I can give you the world and leave when I'm annoyed
Once I'm gone I'm gone, dust in the wind
Now learn from it
Never let it happen again
From a bucket to a Benz
From nothing to a couple of cents
Mine's is yours bitch that don't make sense
The grass greener on the side of the fence
Go figure
That's why she wanna be my bitch
But I'm too in love with my wrist
White gold, Presi' green face, mismatch kit
Writer: Quincy Hall
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid