Thanksgiving Car Jack - Dolla50

It's perfect, okay Mac and cheese up in the oven' grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner' need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making' but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Uh, yeah, yeah) You see I brought you home to mama Introduced you to my cousins Met my aunties and my uncles Know they crazy, they be buggin' but Promise that I got you, didn't bring you here for nothin' Know we fightin', plus the arguments just lead into the fuckin' Though some things never rearrange, I know we needin' change Altogether through a deeper lane, come through, release the pain I can be your ibuprofen, keep it real what I be hopin' Know you see all of it's destined, yeah, our shit was highly chosen By the universe, the stars align, your love is far divine Plus I'm really glad you keep it G, that shit is hard to find Not to mention my intentions was always evolving time Girl, I hope I'm in your future 'cause I know you fall in mine, uh Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making, but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Yeah, yeah) You see I've always been an overthinker I've always been the type to analyze To no surprise that you hold the team up The way this ship was built, there's no way that the loads could sink us A humble shawty, model type, walking Vogue demeanor But anyway, through many days We on the block where Jenny stays Honey baked ham with Henny glaze Abraham inheritance, shawty, we plenty paid Bonnie Clyde high speed chase, a renegade, but Mac and cheese up in the oven, grandma finished cookin' Thanksgiving 'round the corner, need banana pudding Brought you home to mama even though you said I shouldn't Might not make it to Christmas But I'm hoping and I'm pushing for a better day A good day in the making, but you never stay I could say that you fakin' on the real, huh, nigga Why you fakin' on the real? (Yeah)