Style and Grace
I'm never gonna be done.
Lean on in.
Now welcome to the Kingdom.
The Kingdom, where the kings bow down.
Then relinquish your crown.
Y'all gonna hate me now.
I'll just turn that around and make you
Love me, love me, love me.
Look at that king there, hips, lips hair.
Walks with a flair like he just don't care.
Nobody do him like he do him.
Self made, soul paid doing that curve.
he stop, dudes stare. Chicks do too.
Bouts so false never ever gonna lose.
He top down cruise so smooth nothing better
Boom to the letter, you got to respect him.
Mamacita off the meter. he a go-getter.
With a speed of a cheetah, live a jag is better.
So hot they sweat him like a sweater in a sauna.
Elegant persona, ready for drama, zero and commas.
All up in the bank book, haters give a stank look.
Even when these grace, he push he push harder.
No woman or man does it like he can.
And you can't put a dent in his armor.
The Kingdom, where the kings bow down.
Then relinquish your crown.
Y'all gonna hate me now.
I'll just turn that around and make you
Love me, love me, love me.
