Ebony Maybe

[Verse 1: Average Joe]
Miss Ebony Maybe, I hope you play this
God's gift - perfection, you looking like something on a wish list
My ego is big but not
As big as your waist is
Imaginary, unreal or surreal
Something like Oasis
Hot, wet, trick, sweat
A Day at the beach
I know you the baddest girl around
And this ain't a small town
You coming around feeling like this is Motown or Atlanta
These ain't the right words
But I hope you forgive my grammar, Kelsey
Its getting just a little bit hard to handle her, Chelsea
Girls like you aren't plenty
Judge 'em by the panties
The thinner the better
The hotter the wetter
She goes from hot to cold fast
I think she's friends with the weather
Hol' up (Hol' up)
Some stories are best untold
Hit 'em C

[Hook: The Panda]
I don't care what people say (I don't care what people say)
But Imma love you anyway (But Imma love you anyway) [x4]

[Bridge: Mary J. Blige]
Imma love you anyway [x2]

[Verse 2: Average Joe]
Miss Ebony Maybe, I hope you play this
I wanna grab your phone and see it first on your playlist
On that Próprio Wii thing
But this just ain't a game
Enough booty to make a nigga go insane or forget his name (forget his name)
That vanilla and chocolate mash on the spot mulatto looking like a perfect coffee blend Macchiato
With them long legs (I feel that)
And her confidence always with her like a handbag
If I smash, I can count on her airbags
Light skinned, East African curves
Set out to seduce you, then she leaves like these tiny herbs
Should I go, Should I leave
Leaving me Indecisive
I swear God designed you after he learned to do the cursive
I don't know if the word is worth it
Cause the game you bring, I forfeit

[Hook]