Correction Lyrics Mystery Lady (TrapHouseJazz Remix) by Don Toliver

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Thinkin' I could make this many songs 'bout a lady
When I haven't met her, but she on me heavy, on my cerebellum
If I say I love her, am I wrong? Am I crazy?
Am I overzealous? But I know the feeling, and I'm never wrong
Swear that I've been gifted with a song and a medley
It's intoxicating, it weigh on you heavy like the alcohol
We can do like anything you want, I'm amazing
Letter to my lady, I just wanna please you, check my catalog

In this life, I come across fans and hoes
And I like to give my fans a rose
Curse of the talеnted everywhеre I go
They wanna change clothes and pose
But my wife be in my dreams, bruh
No, I couldn't see her
I saw her silhouette, I know I can make her wet
But when I wake up alone, 'lone, 'lone
I just break out my phone, phone, phone

Thinking I can make this many songs about
My lady, she be havin' me up, down (Ooh, ooh)
I be in my feelings, sometimes I be jealous
But I keep it thuggin' like it's Makaveli
Ring, ring, hit my celly
Remember you went bad on me, I won't forget it
You said you wanna tell on me, now, won't you tell it?
In between the sheets, you know I got you yellin'

Yellin', yellin', yellin'
Someone give me a little bit of that [?]
It's amazing
Thinkin' I could make as many songs, oh
Say it again like
Thinkin' I could make as many songs, oh
If I say I love her, am I wrong?
Am I crazy, am I overzealous?
But I know the feeling, and I'm never wrong

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