you crept into my dreamland
kiss me, hug me , held my hand
euphoric baby, let us dance
like oil sizzling in a hotpan
wish dreams were like reality
its a sign of epiphany
wan you to be real 24/7
much like 7/11
convenient but when disastor strikes
it'd be like heaven
we 'd see the light

back to the real world
im so lonely there's no girl
platonic not sexual
player days were over
confidence has crumbled
concentrate being self made
mayb be your maid
long as money rolls
anything goes
stack it rolls it
rubberbands
100's, 50's stacking grands
nike air force that's the brand
bring the force without my hands
im the one with big plans
cross me and i'll make you damned


to the beat of get it shawty by lloyd