Watching,
Watching
As He Took The Holder Off His Shoulder
Fire In His Eyes, Hands Getting Bolder

Quiet
Quiet
Grown
Excited

Dug Him For His Bank Account
But Really For His Private
Damn About A Mind Set
Really Wasn't Into That
Needed Me Some Pleasing
Jawn Looking Real Fat
Laid Back Was His Foreplay
All That Was Needed,
Needed Me Some Of That

Started Simple
Massaging On My Temple
Pinching On My Mountain Peaks
Is That A Sista Into?
I Responded
Mmmmmmmm

He Liked The Sound
I Liked Making It More
I Felt For The Rock And Sure
Enough
He Brought It Close
So I Could Really See

Up Close
He Slid Between My
Sweaty, With Lust And Sweat
Broke Mount St. Scott 'til
Ohhhhh

Cream Lava Landed On My Skin And Neck
Blended With My All Day Chanel Scent
This Freaking Was Incredibly Decadent
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Flip Side
Stomach Meet Sheets
He Plows Inside As If He's Making Beats
As If This Years' Harvest Depended On It
Bending On It

Back On My Back
Old Fashion Is Renewed
Red Toe Nail Polish On White Walls
Documenting This Freaking
Ahhhhh

I
Must
Remember
To Thank Him
Later

Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah, Nah
I Take Charge Of da Ship
Moving With My Back And Hips
Like My Ancestors Did
Speaking The Bantu, Ranga And Tonga
What About A Stop All That To Make Love

But It's Tooooo Late
I Put Him To Sleep
Curled All Up
Spasm All In His Feet
Feeling All Proud
Like I Did Something Deep
Ain't Really Nothing
It's The Way That It Be
For a North Philly Sista Reppin' Hard Like Me

But Why Do I Feel So Empty?






Thanks to naadii salaam for these lyrics

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