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FOREIGN EXCHANGE Songtext
A very special day
A very special date
Highline Ballroom
Two thousand and eight
We saw Foreign Exchange
You ordered us chicken wings
And tipped for it in change
We was just city kids with immaculate taste
Little did I know the typical Taurus is vain
Back then we only had IM′s to exchange Facts
What they know 'bout prepaid
What they know ′bout phone cards
The only way to call yard
The only way we gon' connect
Is if you talk from your heart
What's an ice box to a igloo keepin′ it hot
What′s a nice box of chocolates when you fuck up
Chillin' in my chanclas ain′t tryna compromise
You outside living reckless hitting on my line
Dude from the alligator Mauri toe Apollo sign
He used to be like you eccentric ma
With this mango island twist
Hardly seen a gnarly queen like me
Outside a comic clip
Frontin' on me hard
Couldn′t even stop
Fallin' for me hard
Craving the opposite
Yeah
All these years
Thought I wasn′t a polished bitch
Now you apologing
Man understand he aint have a chance
No matter how nice his pants was
No matter the bands in tandem
He just wanted Jimmy Neutron
From me on his futon
Til' he met a new chick
And drained her electrons
This can't be what I′m attracting
In my purple velour no velcro don′t latch on
Too smooth can't attach nah
Slow fashion
Tortoise shell sunglass on
Are you typing about
Protect the Black woman
Don′t have a clue just clout
No kudos thumbs down
Cool post tho
Aint get me dollar slice from Two Bros
When I had the blue mohawk lime green metro
In my grunge clothes
You ain't wanna walk with me through soho
Like my booty stink and yours don′t
Like I do these things you don't
Who took me to the show
Introduced me to flows frequencies
A new type of intimacy
You let society say you should be ashamed of me
And all this time I coulda sworn I wasn′t made to be
I'm too raw
You all talk
You so soft
But could never love me gently
Or genuinely but literally
Im a gem in these streets
Im a gem in these streets
A very special date
Highline Ballroom
Two thousand and eight
We saw Foreign Exchange
You ordered us chicken wings
And tipped for it in change
We was just city kids with immaculate taste
Little did I know the typical Taurus is vain
Back then we only had IM′s to exchange Facts
What they know 'bout prepaid
What they know ′bout phone cards
The only way to call yard
The only way we gon' connect
Is if you talk from your heart
What's an ice box to a igloo keepin′ it hot
What′s a nice box of chocolates when you fuck up
Chillin' in my chanclas ain′t tryna compromise
You outside living reckless hitting on my line
Dude from the alligator Mauri toe Apollo sign
He used to be like you eccentric ma
With this mango island twist
Hardly seen a gnarly queen like me
Outside a comic clip
Frontin' on me hard
Couldn′t even stop
Fallin' for me hard
Craving the opposite
Yeah
All these years
Thought I wasn′t a polished bitch
Now you apologing
Man understand he aint have a chance
No matter how nice his pants was
No matter the bands in tandem
He just wanted Jimmy Neutron
From me on his futon
Til' he met a new chick
And drained her electrons
This can't be what I′m attracting
In my purple velour no velcro don′t latch on
Too smooth can't attach nah
Slow fashion
Tortoise shell sunglass on
Are you typing about
Protect the Black woman
Don′t have a clue just clout
No kudos thumbs down
Cool post tho
Aint get me dollar slice from Two Bros
When I had the blue mohawk lime green metro
In my grunge clothes
You ain't wanna walk with me through soho
Like my booty stink and yours don′t
Like I do these things you don't
Who took me to the show
Introduced me to flows frequencies
A new type of intimacy
You let society say you should be ashamed of me
And all this time I coulda sworn I wasn′t made to be
I'm too raw
You all talk
You so soft
But could never love me gently
Or genuinely but literally
Im a gem in these streets
Im a gem in these streets
Writer(s): Shayna Mchayle Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com