I like a woman with her mental on the swivel

I see you, tryna copper math divide a couple of nuggets

Out of the stash on the table periodically

She says yo babe I like the smell of it we getting high

Aroma in the room, SESS and sex

Imma roam her till her back arched

Angel like, yes I leave it blessed

She says I really hope I don′t lose you to checks

Cause truthfully life without you is achromic

The light just don't get in

The sun don′t sеt

And to me she's like thе moon

Brighten up my

Nights when my minds off said

Girl I hurt you so much, she said I ain't lost yet

Good that I can forgive

Hope I can forget

No drive my head detached so

I would forfeit, but girl I want the truth

No lies just more of this

I need you in my life those

Thighs provoke sex, but sometimes I just

Wanna see you frequently so, let me push your buttons till I find your frequency yo