February

Mami got flavor
Ain't really tryin save her
Cause really one taste it's all
Yeah mhm
No place you can take her no
(Black book from the keys
To the paper oh)
A few leagues from the neighbors
Oh yeah

You remind me of summer time
Even though it's the month of February
One look at you feels like we landed
In the West Indies
In China gas you up
Just sayin whats on my mind
Don't play me
For the thoughts that's in my head
You know exactly what you're doing

I want to take you
Want me show you off
What you got is against the law
With you I'mma take a chance
Thank God for that Winter romance
Should'a stayed and never let at all
Should'a left you that number to call
Can't imagine how you got all
All that
Handful of something that I
Never knew existed
Thank God for your Mom and Dad for making
Such a blessing
Don't think theirs anyone else that
Carries all your golden chains
Trust me I been with a lot
But really never felt the same

Flavor
She got flavor oh