B.G. - Chances lyrics

10 bouquets of Red roses, a crisp summer breeze I know it's cliche but, man she was all of these Chilling in Beijing, sky down to the trees Dreaming of that woman, I get down one knee Oh please, You'll never have the guts Love's a casino and you're plain out of luck Love's a tight squeeze you're the fatty who gets stuck She's a lambo LP-700 you a truck And plus you only know from school She can go to home depot, buy better tools Friends hate me like Fake Ghosts hate Scooby This'll blow up in my face, Michael Bay movie But I guess I'll be Kobe and just take a shot Just going for a movie doesn't mean a lot Take her back home, put on some of Marvin Gaye And pray to god she doesn't turn around to me and say *Chorus Break* *Break* Fast forward one year she's still on my mind Brain's a cable channel, she's bought all the airtime Her shoulder on my side, but her head's next to mine Spending more time with her than I spend online Wasn't raised in a barn, never looked at other chicks More addicted than housewives to netflix Toned thighs, very wise, perfect smile, gorgeous eyes More faithful than a priest getting re-baptized Sometimes life got you rabbit fenced in Like trying to be the smartest cookie in the Prince-tin Or caught playing hooky with money spent And their no longer parents, now they're pay rents . When I'm Pacquiao and Mayweather down She makes me feel ready for the next round I Keep staring at her legs as she walks away Because now I know that my girl will never have to say