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“First Impression (Interlude)” is a brief yet impactful instrumental interlude nestled within the timeless album “Give Me the Night” by the legendary George Benson. Released in 1980, the interlude serves as a transitional piece, guiding listeners through the diverse sonic landscape of the part of th...
[Verse 1]
Strike one
You know she in the gym, she in shape
I ain't ask, I know she go to work, she got pape
We can grab something to eat, I ain't calling this a date
If I'm judging off the bat, then she got a little taste
Where the fuck you from and how the hell I ain't seen you?
I like the way you walk in them heels, it look even
Ima tell her how it is, it get special how I'm treating you
I can't waste no time, I make M's every season
You ain't telling nobody, how we eating or whеre we meeting
I got F's on her rims and hеr F on my fingers
You ain't having no sauce, niggas lame, fake preaching
I might start me a church, cuz I'm richer than the preacher
I ain't driving my cars, have the driver come greet you
I be staying out late, I might see you when I see you
If I call you right back, it was silent, I ain't see it
But if you call me right back I'm gonna feel like a creeper
I ain't tripping if you leave, where you going where you been?
I was out here making money, I was knowing I ain't linking
I can see it in your eyes, I might know what you're thinking
What's in my cup is for me, why you worried what I'm drinking?
[Bridge]
Whenever dark has fallen
You know the spirit of the party starts to come alive
Until the day is dawning
You can throw out all your blues and hit the city lights
[Verse 2]
Strike two
I ain't knowing she the one, she done showed me
I told her, you can't bring that back then, that's the old me
Don't be telling me no rumor from nobody who don't know me
My bitch she Italian, got me feeling like Kobe
My bitch European, favorite player was Ginobli
Don't be coming over here, trying to think you getting [?]
I can never be a victim, cause they already told me
Whole lot of patty cake, you can never be the trophy
Can't be focused on the money, I do you real bogus
I can add another comma, but on you I ain't focused
I'm a real cheat code, got a whole lot of tokens
I can't smoke your weed, what I brought, real potent
He ain't getting real money, he ain't having real motion
I ain't even gotta tell her, she gon' do it I already know it
She gon' show me who she is, I ain't doing no promoting
Until she show me who she is, she ain't getting no promotion
[Outro]
Whenever dark has fallen
You know the spirit of the party starts to come alive
Until the day is dawning
You can throw out all your blues and hit the city lights
First Impression (Interlude) was written by Baby Smoove.
First Impression (Interlude) was produced by Marc Boomin.
Baby Smoove released First Impression (Interlude) on Sun Dec 03 2023.