Travie:Barteneder
Bartender:yea i hear uu wise ass give me a minute
Travie:im trynna get this round over here
Bartender:what do uu think im just workin for you here
Travie:actually will..will you send a drink to the lady at the end of the bar..yea that one rite there(Bartender:here uu are miss)yea yea its on me tell her its from Travie(Bartender:from this guy over here)
From the second she shimmied in i was intrigued by her essence.
And my first instinct was to make sure that my presence was felt.
Simple and plain.
I'm probably jumping the train.
But all i can see was my name engraved on her belt.
Hit the pause button-
Damn.
I don't even know this girl and im already practicing my sweet nothings.
But thats a trait of a soft spoken,heart broken fellow like myself,Best believe. (Pussy)
I tend to wear my heart on my sleeve but that night the jagermeister had my sleeves rolled upp.
Wait a minute hold upp.
I think she caught me grilling now im spilling my drink (dnt look,dnt look)
I knew are feelings were in sync as soon as she gave me the wink.
The only problem is im not your ordinary,average Romeo.
A cyranco de bergerac (shut the fuck up)
In fact i remember back in fifth grade
i tried to read the book of love,but sadly the introduction didnt grab me.
So i left it on the shelf and kept moving
Assuming that this planet rotates.
I'll just procrastinate until the day i bump into my soul mate.
Who would've thunk i would be pissy ass drunk when the time came for collision.
So i made the decision to just keep my composure(cool cool)
Until she started getting closer
And then i felt this weird feeling under my left shoulder,then i slipped,tripped,busted my lip and fell in love.
The minute that she stepped in the door.
The type of girl i had to make a couple mix tapes for.
To me she equalled MC Squared and everything else was mathematic.
I never took the time to practice