Galore - Halo

I feel like Maradona in '86

I’ll score, the drama you’re making miss

What for?

All the craziness that comes out the lady’s lips

Galore, galore, galore

Get up, get out and get better baby

Get up, get out and get better baby

Get up, get out and get better baby

Soon as I trip in the door

Bell Biv DeVoe

Big butt and a smile like whoa

Whoa, wait, why am I trippin' though?

My lust conditional, strictly visual

Whoa, wait, where did you wind up

Whippin' out your wounds from my curveball windups

Up, up, up and away

Butterflies a play where the people just parlay

Lay, lay, lay it down ludicrous clown

Pounds of baggage you be carrying around

Round, round, we go again

No sight of an end

And that’s frightening friend, for real

Gorgeous face, gruesome grins

I try to cleanse with water but the Gremlins win

When, when, when you wanna weather the storm

Cause turbulent winds are forever the norm

Her teardrops watered the lawn

As I pushed this paradox we just paddle along

A long way we gotta go

Started with a trip now it’s domino

A long way we gotta go

Started with a trick now we trickin' ourselves crazy

Bae, bae, baby I’ll take a bullet for ya

Even if I gotta pull it for ya

Bae, bae, baby I’ll take a bullet for ya

Even if I gotta pull it for ya

Baby I’ll take a bullet for ya

Uh huh, even if I gotta pull it for ya

I’ll take a bullet for ya

Go ‘head and aim