Unforgettable lyrics

Aha

It’s tough right?

Let’s go!

Now i’m on the radio released all on the pop up

Love, brother runnin’ for the facts of the lack of

Of find new chance

I ain’t went none of ‘em

Ice got the streets as around they been runnin’ them

Me, I’m just a simple southern from the Jackvois

Made it in a Club but what we did is in Jackvois

Light skin, pretty green eyes black dress

Thirty shows

In a roam top of north-west

Low, I’m in the back, no stress

Ended in a cab with a mother fucking princess

I ain’t tryin’a fuck; I just want your Mambo

Forty five minutes, I just want your Tambo

And I appreciate the Combo

Twenty bottles later, tryin’a pick thirty’s models

Louis, on a fee, she don’t ever do although

DJ I’mma let ya know I got him like a Bro, though

It's not good enough for me, since I been with you

It's not gonna work for you, nobody can equal me

I'm gonna sip on this drink, when I'm fucked up

I should know how to pick up

I'm gonna catch the rhythm while you push up against me

Ooh, and you tipsy

I had enough convo for 24

I peep'd you from across the room

Pretty little body, dancing like GoGo, aye

Five for the shows

Six siggas for the Tours

Jack pin’ the gun

Just to start

I’m in the maneuver

Met her on a Harlem and fou{?}, went to Vancouver

You’ll be thousand and

I don’t expect anybody shoulders

Tell your boss I’m cool until he called my check

When you mention my name

You better use suspect

Somewhere to mally {?}

He don’t know it yet

Every flight I ever took always have been direct

Look

I keep a majeous of tight it up

Oh, I broke a forty

Time to clean it up

Worth show, looking like jop in the ghetto

New car smell of strings o title

Emails from your boss, he used to be

I’m the new guy, get used to me

Should have never be the same like I used to be

This is not personal

It’s all ultimate

• Artist:Mia Martina