The Manipulation Pt. 2

By Wale

On More About Nothing

Released on August 3, 2010

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[Verse 1]

I got that better love

That no one better love

They here today and gone tomorrow, but this forever love

Let me mind you 'til your vagina is wet enough

And fill your mind with pleasant thoughts, champagne by your tub

Rose petals as you walk, you know the floor don't need to see you

I got that good stroke, come be my Mona Lisa

You see, them other guys pay they mind to your physical features

And I can admire your body, but your mind is much deeper

And I found me a keeper and I found me a winner

And I found me a queen, what we eatin' for dinner?

You know I cook it and clean it and do whatever for you

Black mother of the Earth, you know I forever owe you

I would never ignore you 'cause I'm forever loyal

Let's fall in love, let me put my seed in your soil

See, it'd be an honor to create life with you

Can I lay right with you and wake you up with light kisses?

Good mornin', sunshine, see, the more I see your eyes is the more that I admire you

Whenever you tired, I be right there beside

To pillow talk and confide, make your secrets all mine

May I sleep between your thighs and wake up deeply in your heart?

In your mind for forever and repeat when we get up

I ain't even gon' front, girl, I think you is the one

So let's fall asleep with the moon and I will greet you with the sun

Thank you very much


[Interlude]

This whole sex thing is totally overrated

Now, the one thing you've gotta be ready for is how the man changes into a completely different person five seconds after it's over

I mean, something happens to their personality, it's really quite astounding


[Verse 2]

That scary love, never get married love

I got that fuck you or make you love me temporary love

I just pick and roll these hoes, I don't even know these hoes

I cut 'em first, cut 'em deep, I fuckin' Sheryl Crow these hoes, ha

Hey, that pussy like some water hose

And I'ma need to cum first, yeah, her turn be optional

Modify your posture, ho

Motherfuck a casa, no

You can't see mi casa, we gon' rock at this Econo Lodge, haha

You know I'm stickin' to that proper code

Strapped up, lock and load

Go stiff, the condom broke

Ain't no baby father, ho, fuck that baby father shit

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Ho, I got a lot of bread, lot of whips, lot of chicks

You can be demolished, then be gone without acknowledgement

This just how it gotta be, this is how I gotta live

I don't care about your drive unless you talkin' ridin' dick

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch know I am sick

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

My shit ain't no scratch and win, you just tryin' to get over

So baby, get over here and get it open


[Outro]

Get it open, get it open, get, get, get it open

Get it open, get it open, get, get, get it open

Get it open, get it open, get, get, get it open

Get it open, get it open, get, get