Okay here I am
ready to expand my mind
And
jump feet first into yours...
I tried to ignore the-magnet to
metal effect.
Even tried to look at another on some "next"
type shit.
Who am I fooling
you are the one who is ruling
and the one who has me drooling
from slightest... touch.
YOU make me need to add taste to smell
You don't know me brother
oh but you know me so Well.
You make my nipples swell
and my vajay-jay cry
and If I was a ride or die type chick
You would be it
I would be wherever you're at...
and without a word, take your ball and bat
and start swinging for third base.
But the case of the matter...
I am not the batter type
but I am also not the running type...
I just want you to be like love Jones...
"The brother of my night"
Will that be alright?
Baby you got me night-time dancing
and day time singing
the stuff you bringing is hypnotic.
So let me put you on the spot
by asking...
Is that a gun in your pocket
or you just happy to read me?
~Nile
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