I want you
(Yeah!)
I got to have you
(hehe, alright)
But what will this lead to?
(Am I wrong?)
Will it just be me and you?
(Yeah!)
Tell me; you know I want you
(You said that already)
Tell me how you feel…
I will be pleased if you roll my weed
Because I'm sober as a cobra
I'm sitting on the floor, you on the sofa massaging my shoulders
Only me and you and none of my homies coming over
Cuz I already called them told them we'll be local until the morning
Pouring on my motion Tropicana and on P
You drunk and full of weed and on E and horny and on me
I got that knockout, I'll beat it up until you fall asleep
Your home-girl beaning the sheets but fold them like she ain't told you
And the streets see cool and confident the bed is so controlling
Said I something serious and that's what got you curious
Your eyes are the ones this into your into 1000 dollars
You got your curtains drum making your blinds up
Now I know there's nothing run into your mind besides
The thought of pulling your thumb aside letting me behind you
Got a hand full of that pretty hand I hope is yours
Cuz I'm gon' be putting on it like is to the war
Bout too far from the bed to the floor
Tomorrow? episode that's for sure
But I hope you ain't too hurt to fuck once more
And before we knew it last night will turn into a…
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