Lisa

[Intro]

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Yo I gotta tell y'all about this girl I met, son

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There was a shorty named Lisa

Damn, Lisa was perfect, yo listen...

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[Verse 1]

Lisa was a shorty I knew, she was bad but good

Heavy on religion, living in the middle of the hood

Her papa was a preacher, mama was a reader

And how to live according to the book

What they would teach her

She went to school with her uniform ironed

If Daddy didn't cook, it was late night dinin'

And that's how I met her, she was eating with the fam

Not a sinner, but when I'd seen her I said "Goddamn!"

I turned around quickly

She got up and walked to the bathroom

I waited because she had to pass soon

She walked by, I stopped her, greeted her

Said "I think you fly, and I would like to be withcha"

‘Cause you the prettiest girl I ever seen

And looking in your eyes make me feel like it's a dream