Call The Law (feat. Janelle Monae) Lyrics

[Big Boi] Zora and Rooster under peachtree They K-I-SS-I-N-G Wow first came he love Now then comes the marriage 1-1-1 baby 2 baby 3 baby carriage baby [Janelle Monae] Welcome to my world oceans vs. mountains (welcome to her world oceans versus mountains) Call me the poor girl cause I love to fight them (call her the poor girl cause she loves to fight them) I'm quite sweet If you take the time to get to know me Deep down my heart riles around Like a bone lost deep inside See I'd like to fall in love but Not that type of guy Oohwee you got my clouds on fire We're tight rope walking and the world's the wire Remember kissin on Broadway you die I was bein your baby and tickin your tock and yo clock See we done jumped the broom and now you know I'm good And I was dreamin bout children Emily and Oh darling baby with the daddy's eyes And it meant so much to me (it meant so much to me) And I needed your good love Baby how could you just go and Change it all you turned my spring to fall I needed you you know But when the love is gone it's time to go [Chrous - Janelle Monae] If you don't think I mean it Then you'll feel it when I'm gone I said I'm done enough of your love I said I'm done enough of your love I'm up til 3 o'clock in the morning While you party up til the dawning I said I'm done enough of your love I said I'm done enough of your love Darlin' ain't no feelin left it's just the killin Oh... just grab my gun and lets go out Just grab my gun and let's go out It ain't no room for love it's just this burnin Got me reelin Call the law and hold the applause Call the law and hold the applause [Big Boi] Oh baby its mo baby its workin on the 6 We was only in our teens I dreamed for simplistic Jumped the broom but it seems I tripped I must have slipped After exchanging of the rings these things you give me lip But not the kissing of the bride the dipping of the groom The shit that make a nigga up and leave up out a room More like "boohoo" then "boo" "fuck you" and "fuck you too" (Fuckin bitch) Kids cover them ears It appears that ya mama want drama we need a comma Or some space between words for better or for worse This is not what I deserve the worse that I can take Actually I want the cake and eat it too and plus yo plate But wait now.. Don't you get the house kids cars Everything we built together was ours now it's all yours Thats hard... It's all yours... Good God! [Chorus - Janelle Monae] [Janelle Monae & (Big Boi)] You comin home (Zora) But the birds are gone (Zora is that a pistol?) With they sad songs (What you fin' to do wit that?) They showin off (C'mon baby put the gun down) But they might be wrong (Shittin me!) I really wish you could change baby (well if my best ain't good enough I don't know what to tell ya) Reclaim your throne (I'm the king of this castle) Down here in the darkness (c'mon baby hold up!) [Chorus - Janelle Monae]