The SWilly B. EP

Apples

Hook

See the apple of my eye, she can't be described —
Definitely ineffable existing in my mind.
But even in spite, we still gon' to try —
Let's take the road less traveled and see what we find.

Verse One

I want a girl who can shake up my world / but one I can talk without wanting to hurl / cuz she was born a pearl / in her mouth and silver spoon in her hand cuz it's the girls like that whom I just can't stand / Band together, roll with me, come now take my hand / I'll guide you along through my fantasy land / The girls here are hot but not overly so / This rids them of baggage and also ego / Down low / They've all got some junk in the trunk / But, wait up, slow down — too much and I'll punt / No sagging allowed I like my meat tough / and also my girl should be rough / or not rough but rugged definitely not fragile — athletic ability is a must-have-you / And you say you can do better, but ask yourself can you?

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Verse Two

This time we gonna talk about interaction / and what we can do to gain satisfaction / and how we gon' build up an intense attraction / See, chillin with her should be retroaction / Everything should feel like it already has happened / We should click on an inherent level / In just being around her I'd forever revel / Time with anyone else would be having to settle / Conversations would be deep without being forced / and she'd be a good kisser — that's a pre-req, of course / and it's mad brownie points if she could talk about sports / Argue Kobe versus T-Mac and gimme ten reasons why / she'll never relent and give up her side / And we gon' get married if she loves the Sports Guy

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Verse Three

See my girl should be between a six and an eight / and to stem any confusion lemme get this explaint / I'ma bust a guy rule and break down the guy scale / go from one up to ten in a bit of detail / at One, you're like "Blech!" Two is like "Naaaah…" / Three is an "Ehrmm…" and Four's aight with beer gogs / but sober makes you think / Five is when you're ambivalent / Six is a cutie and at Seven she's hot / Eight and Nine are different levels of jaws when they drop / Ten leaves you speechless and makes you stop / in your tracks; brings your mind to a halt / brain function ceases but that's nobody's fault / And if the Nines and Tens want a piece, I'll be honest, that's great / But it's more important to punch my own weight / cuz in this relationship no one should be out of place

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