Lyrics Dom Kennedy

Dom Kennedy

Dream To Me

I'm tryna stop over, yea what's up October

I'm trying to fall through

Life would be better if I could call you Yea

We at the Marriott, God damn you on ya period?

Uh, I had plans on it, at least you just put ya hands on it

Uh, Take off ya shirt too, Shit, I got work too

But we going pass curfew, come here, let me search you

Uh, We got 5 minutes, hell yea it's a time limit

Uh, I might hit it, bitch I'm Mike Bibbins

I like light skinned, I like dark skinned

I like white skinned, I like all women

Them my type, Yea she know what I like

Yea she know what I like, Yea she know what I like

I might call her up, She might fall in love

She wanna call me now, Yea, I'm a stall you out

Don't hold me up, you see me blowing up

They at my shows, and they going nuts

It's a dream to me, I love it when she sing to me

I tell her sing to me, I let her sing to me

Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...

I, I used to be a playa

And they was all for it...

On all fours, on some hard floors

Shit, I even broke some car doors

Yeah... Yeah... Yeah...

I, I wish I wasn't there

I'm still a nigga girl, is yo ass getting bigger girl?

Whoo, I wanna sit with you, uhh, let me get with you

It's a dream to me, I'm loving what she bring to me

It's spiritual, yea, it's personal

She flexible, reversible

She understand, I just want a chance

We hanging out, having fun again

It's a dream to me, I love it when she sing to me

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah