I saw her at the grocery picking out carrots
Funny something about her
Reminds me of my parents
Private school up in NYC
I wanna take a swim in her menagerie
But she don’t pay no mind to me
Upper class lady got an energy
But I’ll come back around now
I saw her at the post office picking out stamps
Folding up and licking em and doing that dance
Overcome by what I want to see
Doing anything so you will notice me
Paying like its poetry
Then you’re moving past me like a Saturn ring
See you around now, iced out
Waiting at a stoplight
5th and 42nd with my radio too loud
For me to ever get to heaven
And she pulls up with a guy I know
Got a shirt around his neck in case
The world gets cold I guess
This is the kind of thing she’s looking for
Kind of like the carrots in the grocery store
Its that safety maybe
I saw her at the grocery picking out carrots, Na nas
I saw her at the grocery picking out carrots
Funny something about her
Reminds me, reminds me of my parents
Private School up in NYC
I want to take a swim in her menagerie
Maybe
