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[feat. Chris Wallace] [Verse 1: Hoodie Allen] Unh Pardon my small talk Darlin' I'm all talk They wanna fence me in, never a ballpark We tear the walls off the Waldorf Astoria I told my dudes to get to steppin' like Gloria I made my case, she a slept-on jury And when I go from deep I be like Stephen Curry The lines'll hit you sharp, it got the teflon worried So I told her that I cruise homes, yep like Suri So I woke real early, grab a bagel and a glass of joe The he-man, woman hater, I'm a Ras-a-cal And Alfalfa, my hair stickin, it lost control Cause I'm a rapper, but she more into the classical Uh, no need to apologize I'm 21, but I been dreamin bout the college life So when she looks into her father's eyes, shouts to Eric Clapton I'll be the director, cause I'm all about the action [Hook: Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back Letras de cancionesFrom your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back [Verse 2: Hoodie Allen] You say I'm spellbound I hardly spell out The four letters that make every girl just melt down We on the shelf now, no Sam Goody And when you mention other dudes, they no damn Hoodie Unh, cause we go truly hard Stiles like Julia And I been gifted since a youth like I'm at Julliard When we were younger, you were cooler, you and your friends used to rule the yard A moment flicked by I wish I was McFly Marty with the sick ride I'm able to switch time No second guessin decisions on why I pick sides So ex-nay, only talkin bout my insides Always up to somethin, so we annually home This song is dedicated to my January Jones And it's a Space Jam, they say that I'm Michael Lovin' under twenty's a cycle So here we go [Hook: Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back [Verse 3: Hoodie Allen] I throw my hand out, I'm tryna help her up She lookin back at me, I think you helped enough Ain't havin none of it, you gonna sit and say No love for triple A Okay, she's gone away [Hook: Chris Wallace] You're so damn beautiful, my January Jones Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From your head down to your toes I want you all alone Oh you drive me mad And I come right back From Letras Mania