Way Up - Stokley, Wale

Definition of a woman

No synonym

There ain’t no other like you

I tell you this over and over

Perfection in its purest form

I can’t lie

Perfection isn’t everything

Confession: I can show you things

These ain’t just words

Affection is the weapon

Threaten me with a good time

Oh my, oh my

When you kiss it

You A-1 with it

Never try to counterfeit it

You got the comma

Zero dollar amount

Girl, I know this, it’s duly noted

The love is real, yeah, we condone it

That’s why you deserve the crown

Crown

Every since day one, ain’t no doubt

No matter sun up, sun down

I’m way up

Yeah, she keep me way up

Oooh

Like I’m walking on the moon

Way up

Stay way up

Oooh

Like we’re walking on the moon

Way up, way up, way up

When I see you, the world is muted

Touch me while we’re in slow motion

The pressure of your lips on my lips

Ain’t no other feeling like this

Oh my, oh my

Way up, way up, way up

Wale though

Every blue moon

Yeah, everything mint condition

It’s good

Uhhh, let’s get lifted

The sky is not no limit

No, my dear, this our beginning

Touch down and I pick up

Get dressed and undress ya

Mint condition her outfit

You’re my pretty brown agenda

Connect with me mentally

Yes indeed

Into her physically

Ready for anything

Sex is a weapon, machete me

Hennessey, Hennessey, Hennessey, Hennessey

And it don’t got nothing to do with this verse

But it’s hittin' me!

Wooo!

Shorty body is everything

Panties is falling, now I’m harder than trigonometry

Problems about a Ivy League

I just want you to ride with me

And I promise I got you

Right now, the sky, we way up

Wale

Blue moon

Shawty

Blue Moon!