January Jones

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
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
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
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
And I come right back
Oh you drive me mad
And I come right back
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
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
Oh~ oh~
And I come right back
Oh~ oh~ oh~ lalala
Oh you drive me mad