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February Love
Come and walk me to the car
I wanna see you
From here to there, cant help but stare
Give me some insight,
No bullshit, a real conversation
Put me on your block
I'm moving in,
I would love to be love's neighbor
If you don't mind, I don't mind
Do anything for just a fraction of you
And I know this may sound stalkerish
But that's because you are the ****
Alright, if I'm attention be my center
If you're Spring, I'm Summer
If you're Fall, I'm Winter
Speaking of Winter
Be my February love, love, love, my love
Be my February love, love, love
Give me your love, give me your heart
Promise we'll never be apart
I know you used to them *****s saying whatever
Promise that we'll always be together
Take a picture, I'll buy the frame
Let me change your car, then change your name
You are my destiny, child
Now lets make us a destiny child
Girl rock with me
Quench the curiosity
I'm positive that we are meant to be
Don't let them spoil it with negativity
See we are the beautiful ones
Baby come and step in to my sun
Before the cold takes it away, come and
Be my February Love, Love, Love
Girl, be my February Love, Love, Love
Phantom in the driveway
Sittin' on the court side
Shawty I ain't new to this
You better get used to this
30 foot ceilings, life style appealing
Check my 09' taxes I made a killin'
Haters wanna kill 'em, real *****s feel 'em
Dream ain't on credits, they musta got a feeling
Ha, he so silly
Don't mean to be rude,
But some of these *****s just ain't got a clue
Quality love, follow me girl
These *****s so scandalous
These comedian *****s should do stand up
These break up before holidays *** *****s
Them leasin' Benz's, pretending *** *****s
Hell yea I already told y'all *****s
I'm a motha****in' hater
Especially when y'all *****s lying about
Y'all motha****in' paper
He poppin' champagne
Thrown up, bet your man all up on the TV screen
Don't own your publishin'
Hell naw you ain't got more money than me
Just help me understand, help me comprehend
Matter of fact don't tell me ****
She know you're full of it
Its so much that I can say
But she pulling me away
Stay in your lane, they like
My February love, love, love, she loves
My February love, love, love