Lyrics

[Verse] Watching Watching as he took the holder off his shoulder Fire in his eyes, hands getting bolder Quiet, quietly growing excited Dug him for his bank account But really for his private Damn about a mindset Really wasn't into that Needed me some pleasing Jawn looking real phat Laid back was his foreplay All that was needed, needed was some of that Started simple, massaging on my temple Pinching on my mountain peaks that a sista into I responded, 'Mmm...' You like the sound, I like makin' it more I felt for the rock and shore Enough, he brought it close so I could really see Up close he slid between my breast Sweaty with lust and sweat Rode Mt. Saint Scott 'til ooh-hoo... Creamy lava landed on my skin and neck Blended with my all day Chanel scent This freaking was incredulent, decadent Flip side, stomach meets sheets He plows inside as if he's making beats As if this year's harvest depended on it, bendin' on it Back on my back old-fashioned is renewed Red toenail polish on white walls Documenting this freaking, ahhhhh... I must...remember...to thank him...later No no no, no no no I take charge of the ship Moving with my back and my hips Like my ancestors did Speaking the Bantu, Ranga and Tonga But I've gotta stop all that to make it longer But it's too late, I put him to sleep Curled all up, spasm all in his feet Feeling all proud like I did something deep It ain't really nothin', it's the way that it be For a North Philly sister reppin' hard like me But why do I feel so empty?