We was balcony sitting
talking bout knowledge and religion
power and submission,
spending hours listening
to one another, she was sweet as a motherfucka
especially when we was on the up and under
each other, our shit was deep cover
she be discreetly sneaking and creeping to meet a brother
burning through my sheets in degrees that beat summer
she would scratch my back like lightning and scream thunder
my seventh wonder, and yo I bet you heaven brung her
And man I feel like she the thing before the second number
but yo I got a woman already, and this is building up steady
and sooner the whole thing gon be bursting through the levee
my angel telling me karma will get me
my devil said just bite into the apple when you ready
I know my actions are irrational
I'm not really used to juggling with two separate hearts
while i'm swinging a machete
but yo she deadly as Ox in Belly,
sending me pictures of her titties right on my celly
listening to Andrea Bochelli, rocking on me missionary
I’m moaning Jane, while she blowing Mary


and I find myself.
willing hypnotized, stimulating your thighs
maybe I'm a little crazy but you made me realize
that I'm addicted to your eyes
and the way that you crack a smile
when I'm making your body cry
making your body rain, showers and pantie stains
you gladly came, specialize in naughty games
where the winner gets to be king, and the loser is probably chained
affairs of me and the lovely Jane


semi-circular baggage under my eyelid
nights at the apartment are sleepless when we're in private
especially when your legs are parted under your garments
the sun's coming up we wondering where the dark went
consumed by the smell of perfume, when I was back in her room
it was magic in bloom, sex on the moon
now I'm sitting at home, deleting shit on my phone
the messages you may have left that woulda had my cover blown
if my other woulda known, she'd have shot a brother dome
that's word to your mother and other people you got at home
cause she love me hard, and I'm in an ugly spot
torn between decisions one is really all we got
and on the one hand we have history
cause you was always a mystery,
but still nothing less than the shit to me
but she's always held me down
and I'm creeping while she's living outta town
I know how it sounds,
look I never wanted to be that nigga that would be cheating
but sometimes, a man will find himself weaken
under the spell of another lover forbidden
imprisoned as a victim of a vixen

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