Dueces: Paris, Tokyo Edition

Let go to sleep in Paris...
And wake up in Tokyo...
Have a dream in New Orleans...
Fall in love in Chicago...
Now we can land in the Mother Lands...
Camelback across the desert sands...
Or take a plane...
To Rome...
Or home...
Brazil...
For real...
Where ever I goes... She goes...
Where she goes... I goes...

Why do I love her?
Well, I dont see another. I want her in the worst way/
Word play to covers...Ugh!/
I be ya lover, and we been friends/
So... when it's time to listen...
I can be a brother/
I already dubbed ya as royalty/
So i treat you like a Queen, cause ya friendship spoils me/
You used to have a King, but he seem to be gone/
Cause what he did made this Brotha want to beat up the throne/
And I aint a jealous, just hella rude/
When every dude or man whore try to get next to you/
-Or do you wrong, but that's another song/
So I keep it going on & on, till my "on's" is gone/
But I spit for her till my lungs in gone/
Cause when them bags packed... then my one is gone/
Then the sun dissolves, and night is tonight/
Cause her smile brings light to my life/

So when she on the train, or board a plane/
I notice...
Nobody make me feel numb like Nova caine/
Then I feel dumb, and sorta lame/
Cause every dude wanna fill the King's shoe/
But now she on the road to change/
But I thank her... Now I got a beautiful mind/
But it's only beautiful when she on my brain/
Well, I guess that's model thinking perhaps.../
But I hope she puts one more thing in her bags.../

Let go to sleep in Paris...
And wake up in Tokyo...
Have a dream in New Orleans...
Fall in love in Chicago...
Now we can land in the Mother Lands...
Camelback across the desert sands...
Or take a plane...
To Rome...
Or home...
Brazil...
For real...
Where ever I goes... She goes...
Where she goes... I goes...

And So...
Some oppose, those foes are ten-fold/
Cause she a beauty, I'm a beast/
Jealousy like pedals off rose/
Falling off tho, kinda hard tho/
Cause feelings for her never part slow/
I tried... But results are irrelevant/
Cause she the 1st Lady made me feel like President/
And ever since, she been beside me/
Whether just friends, best friends, girlfriend, wifey/
So where ever she might be when she leaves/
I hope she acheives... a status like "we"/
I doubt that she'll ever meet a rapper like me/
But as long as she straight, then happy I'll be/
And for a minute, I was feeling obliged/
Then they tripled inside.../
So when I say "I care for you": Think that, times 3/
So whether New York or Boston... I hope that you think back: Think me.../

Think this... Think we/
Cheese Sticks... UV/
First Kiss... Ooh Wee/
Sing this... Till we/

Can go to sleep in Normal...
And wake up in New York...

I love her...