Terrace Martin
Terrace Martin - Melrose lyrics
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I'm at Lala's eatin' on a chicken salad Looking all the pretty girls walk by First I say then they say hi Then I get their numbers cause I'm also fly Do or die? Die or do Wassup little mama, can I nickname you BuBu? Let's post in the... sipping on some... Banging that lu merse, put your friends in the back And let's take a ride down Melrose Boulevard Where the cars' go boom and the whose say hmmm You're cool, you're cool, you're cool, you're cool, you're cool, you're cool, you're cool, you're cool We're on Melrose, we're on Melrose, Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard We're on Melrose, we're on Melrose Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard We're on Melrose, I'm the Melrose man I wanna give you my... We're on Melrose Yo Terrace, she only spoke a bit of English She was Persian over... and I couldn't distinguish She had hips like a mannequin, I need to take a trip Put the tip of my tongue to the center of your soul Let your lip for my mouth and swallow it whole I got a Melrose fetish, a slut I'm so pathetic All this unprotected sex, I won't live to regret it On Melrose, we're on Melrose Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard We're on Melrose, we're on Melrose Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard Take a ride down Melrose Boulevard You got your hair all done and your make up for match You got them apple bottom jeans picking right from the back I could see your panties girls, you got them from the gap I wanna get you home so I could see all your tats She's got roses and crosses, them tribal with meanie Thank God for the artist I like what I'm seeing Agreement, let's go now, your lipstick is so wow Your shoes match with your thong it's Melrose, it's your song.