Beauty by Fabolous
Beauty�s when you just got out the shower,
Hair still dripping, wrapped up in a towel,
Beauty�s when you�re ready in a hour,
Them long legs, I call them the twin towers.
You put that arch in it, put your hand on your hip,
Put your hand up on and you handle the shit.
Beauty�s when a scrub compliment stash,
You know your booty look good with your confident ass.
Straight up but the rest world,
You know it�s beauty when the smile it�s the best curve.
That�s real beauty, no make up shit,
The girl you dream about and wanna wake up with.
Waiting time, looking at it and throw that at me,
Going out on me, then you look about me.
Ah, man, that shit right there, probably get your next nightmares.
Beauty is knowing nobody real as you,
Truly condolences for that bad shoes,
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