Lyrics:
I write from the heart, Organize it with my head
They say that the best things in life are left unsaid
So here I am to write them, In hope that she will like them
Different from the rest, We are not like them
So ahead of the game, Me and her the same
It’s like nobody could ever get to where we are
When my feeling was dying, She was my doctor in the E.R.
I call her my beautiful F.D.R.
Meaning she has the face of a dime
She brings out the best in me, every single line
She gets to me every time, No matter how many times
No matter how many rhymes
I’ll continue to put it into action, Just for her satisfaction
I tell her she’s a ten; Andrew Jackson
(She’s a sexy street-smart, sweetheart
I hope she will be my scholar
She’s ten times as fine as these dimes
I hope she will be my dollar...
It's like I’m currently in love with currency)
I tell her…
E Pluribus Unum, From many you are the one
I just started this, For you I‘m never done
My night and day, Enlighten my way, With you I see the sun
So bright, Until night, Then you set the mood like the moon
Never too soon, Never too late, And always so great
Sometimes I wish I could see the future, See you as my fate
Or my fortune, Whatever you want to call it, Just as long as you call me
We all get the cards we’re dealt and I hope that you draw me
Royal flush, I just want to make you blush,
When I’m around her, her heart starts to rush
She’s just right and I’m too much
Time is money and I hope she get’s expensive
Beauty overloading my senses
No friend zone, She lives in my end zone
Like I’ve been left defenseless
How could I defend this?
(She’s a sexy street-smart, sweetheart
I hope she will be my scholar
She’s ten times as fine as these dimes
I hope she will be my dollar....
It's like I’m currently in love with currency)
Always so gone, But her side I will never leave
She just loves the smell of these, Slowly burning trees
Smoke blowing away with the breeze
She’s knows for me there is no replacement, No Keanu Reeves
She possesses a mythical beauty, Beauty like you would not believe
And she know she’s all I want, Plus she’s everything I need
Using her as my inspiration, all I can do is succeed
My sexy street-smart sweetheart, Damn, I love my genius
They say there is no true love
But that’s before they’ve seen us
All those claims, We prove them to be fiction
Your love is my drug, Please refill my prescription
(She’s a sexy street-smart, sweetheart
I hope she will be my scholar
She’s ten times as fine as these dimes
I hope she will be my dollar...
It's like I’m currently in love with currency)