Marmalade (feat. xar, Zulu & Mvtrix) - L.Dre & Vybe Village

You taste like dates during Ramadan The first thing I eat when the sun goes down I hope nobody go and tell Farrakhan That your daddy 12 so they'll think that you're swine now I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade Sweeter than a cherry blossom in the summertime Red roses on your feet every time we go to dine Red bottom shoes and a dress that's Devine Make the devil in you dance and put a wrinkle in my spine So I'm numb to your juices The forbidden fruit you moving Have my dreams lucid Can't breathe with what you did The way your back arch like McDonald's on the way home I should have food that's better but I stopped and got a snow cone With no dough my bank closed this dollar can't do no wrong The same way you did me when I went through your phone Maybe I was wrong but I was hurt my own code That's suicide to thinking that you always loyal Ain't shit sweet when you taste like a pineapple And you know your flavor and they savor all of your platter And you listen to all chatter and the words they use to flatter Wilt the leaves from your branches and the juices from your bladder I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade Cuz I'm post apocalyptic Flows frozen solid from my cold hearted ways I'm ashamed I'm so gifted With these words, I'm prolific as Kobe in the last weeks of the first month in 06 shit I'm on some won't miss shit I be growling like a wolf yea I'm fucking hungry Niggas hopeless romantics but they in love with the money Just to come around and never got nothing for you Can't trust a nigga who ain't making moves on his own shit I spit so much Damn Live shit like Cam Lil mama gone dance Idiots for fans Give him advance Hit em with the jelly if he can't make a jam I am Legend Second to none Remember this run Jesse Owens Never slowing down Fuck a coaster I know what's next I'm so ahead That I'm behind I'm calling for your power and energy My songs fucking spirit bombs Do you remember how we first met You was with my homie and you slid me your number I know the ain't shit in me had no regrets That was still the best and worst times of that summer I knew you were evil but I felt too humble I saw the good in everyone but my vision was jumbled I swear the words you spoke had my heartbeat fumble And I'm glad I recovered before it fell in the rubble But you know you live and learn but what is hot will probably burn I saw the way your water felt and got scalded when you had turned I didn't seem to care because the language my body heard Was more than just lust my spirit put in an urn Saying I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade I feel so good when I'm with you And no one can take that time away And I feel so good when I kiss you Your lips taste just like marmalade She taste just like marmalade She taste just like ooh She taste just like marmalade She so sweet She so so sweet She so so sweet She tasting just like marmalade

Check it, ah, ah, ah Kill it every time, can't nobody diss me I be throwin' lyrics like they was a Frisbee Ayy, normally pop up, I'm wearin' jet black My fans like dogs, they run out and fetch that Bring it back, y'all know that they lovin' everything I throw Yeah, I can't hold back, I'ma bring the flow Ayy, known for kickin' lyrics after dark Havin' fun with my rhymes like playin' Frisbee in the park Ayy, they think they're on my level, I be sayin', "Hell, no!" When I rhyme, people's bodies jiggle like jello H-Mack, man, I crush it on a beat Lyrics just like jello 'cause I always spit it sweet Let's go, ayy, comin' off the top, it's nonstop I'ma light the fuse, then I'm 'bout to let the bomb drop C'mon, yeah, I'ma be the coldest on the scene Stackin' money, dawg, we gettin' to the green Reppin' for the team, ayy, y'all know I get mean in the place I'm leavin' corny rappers green in the face They love the way that I perform, I'll be sharp as a thorn I leave you torn, you thought that nothin' rhymed with orange Well, I'ma change your whole perspective, rep for my collective Dig inside my mind, I be gettin' introspective She was like, "Hold up, wait, are you kiddin', bro? I can tell you makin' YouTube videos" Yeah, ayo, I'm 'bout to leave you bent I said, "Yeah, I am," she said, "Damn, that is so intense!" I said, "Nah, it's easy, I'm just gonna do a rap I'm just gonna make some shit up off the top and that's a fact!" Ayy, yeah, and now they know what I'm about Ayy, blow your mind with the flow, cover your mouth Ayy, can't even believe the shit that I come up with I'm bangin' with the type o' lyrics rappers just can't fuck with Yeah, I spit it in the hardest way All these rappers jelly like marmalade Yeah, they love the way I do my thing She got the hoop earrings, them some big ass rings H-Mack on it and you know I spit it too tight In the window reflection, I can see the blue lights Mack all up on it, and you know they couldn't hang, though Like the earrings y'all are rockin', rappers 'bout to dangle Off of the edge of the cliff Ayy, could tell that I'm blowin' your mind Ayy, every time that I'm rappin' Ayy, y'all know I'm flowin' divine Ayy, I got her shakin' her head Ayy, y'all know I'm winnin' the game Ayy, other homie on the side, though She's fallin' all out the frame, ayy! Can't even believe it, I can do it high or sober They be so impressed by the rhyme, I'm about to knock you over She be doin' this in front of her face, wavin' her hand like a fan Every time that I grab the mic, word to fans, 'cause I'm about to make you a fan Ayy, H-Mack don't need a plan Ayy, come off the top of the brain Ayy, every time I vibe these lyrics Ayy, y'all know they're fuckin' insane Do it for my people, live on Omegle Y'all know I got no equal Every time I'm on it, I press a bigger threat She be lightin' the cigarette Hold up, all my bars on point Hold up, not a cigarette, it's a joint H-Mack, you know that I'm gifted She be smokin' that and she's gettin' mad lifted H-Mack, man, I get through the drama Ayy, that's word to my mama Well, tell me, is it tobacco? Or are you rollin' marijuana? H-Mack, man, I'm spittin' it fly When it comes to rhymes, ain't no one as sick as this guy Yeah, ayo, y'all know I ain't a joke, on my life Ayo, like you smoke the cig, I be smokin' the mic, let's-