Blu Melo song lyrics

Hello, mellow

I know it's hard to love an ordinary fellow

Especially if you're yellow but we gel like jello

Bass and treble, bow for a cello

Turn it up a level, come and dance with this delicate devil

Got hoes in a shovel but, yo, I'd rather settle with this

Hot kettle pothead from the heaven-

Scent, smell like an angel even when I'm hella bent off of that

Style killer, been a while since I lived with her

Sore loser for sure, it's all yours but the child wasn't mine

I bet one out of nine to a dime, six months

I tried to step but, umm.