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Glowiesha Video (MV)




Performed By: F.Y.I.
Language: English
Length: 3:27
Written by: Lyndon Marshall




F.Y.I. - Glowiesha Lyrics




I know I want you
I see you want me
Forever a melody
That can only be

Glowiesha
Glowiesha
I want to know ya
Today
Glowiesha
Glowiesha
We'll celebrate ya
Always
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray

I appreciate the woman you are
How you glowed up
From dance floors to relationships
You two step
Nothing lower
Take a thousand Ora Quicks
Euphoric
When nothing shows up
The moral of the story is you rule like a shogun
Let me be your warrior cutting deep when I show love
Spoiled by my ghettoness but fresh in new environments
Beyond beat it up to get Mayweather out retirement
Wetter than Seattle she makes my nature change climates
Blanket you with protection more affection than Sally kissing Linus
God must of made you ain't no evolving your vagina
Big body banging
No theory that you finer than Zoey Kravitz
Girl you distinguished like italics

Baby we winning
Skin to skin in our birthday suits
On the bed
You blow my candle every night
Straight fire

Glowiesha
Glowiesha
I want to know ya
Today
Glowiesha
Glowiesha
We'll celebrate ya
Always
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray

I appreciate that you pursued your education
Mastered your energy
Any bachelor for your taken
Oh you keep on winning girl
And you ain't even Asian
It's dope you keep writing to your brother in the state pen
Inspired me too to have a heart when women raped damn
Why you earn less to the man's dollar it doesn't make sense
Swallowed your pride Sunday service with the soul cleanse
Nothing to hide see through you like your clothes on the weekend
At the house only
Saved your money and your love for your spouse
A true testimony
Ride or die by my side saying "F*ck The Police"
Pistol on your lap
You ain't camera holding

We die once to live forever
Glowiesha been my homie
Picture us rolling
Clutching each other
I'm about to blow that back tire out
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English

I know I want you
I see you want me
Forever a melody
That can only be

Glowiesha
Glowiesha
I want to know ya
Today
Glowiesha
Glowiesha
We'll celebrate ya
Always
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray

I appreciate the woman you are
How you glowed up
From dance floors to relationships
You two step
Nothing lower
Take a thousand Ora Quicks
Euphoric
When nothing shows up
The moral of the story is you rule like a shogun
Let me be your warrior cutting deep when I show love
Spoiled by my ghettoness but fresh in new environments
Beyond beat it up to get Mayweather out retirement
Wetter than Seattle she makes my nature change climates
Blanket you with protection more affection than Sally kissing Linus
God must of made you ain't no evolving your vagina
Big body banging
No theory that you finer than Zoey Kravitz
Girl you distinguished like italics

Baby we winning
Skin to skin in our birthday suits
On the bed
You blow my candle every night
Straight fire

Glowiesha
Glowiesha
I want to know ya
Today
Glowiesha
Glowiesha
We'll celebrate ya
Always
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray
Hoo-ray

I appreciate that you pursued your education
Mastered your energy
Any bachelor for your taken
Oh you keep on winning girl
And you ain't even Asian
It's dope you keep writing to your brother in the state pen
Inspired me too to have a heart when women raped damn
Why you earn less to the man's dollar it doesn't make sense
Swallowed your pride Sunday service with the soul cleanse
Nothing to hide see through you like your clothes on the weekend
At the house only
Saved your money and your love for your spouse
A true testimony
Ride or die by my side saying "F*ck The Police"
Pistol on your lap
You ain't camera holding

We die once to live forever
Glowiesha been my homie
Picture us rolling
Clutching each other
I'm about to blow that back tire out
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Writer: Lyndon Marshall
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