Guilty Pleasures

Lyrics
[Hook] This was never supposed to be (Just like that) But I started feeling you and you started feeling me (Just like that) And I don't know what it is you do, you got me trippin over you We're not supposed to feel the way we do, but we do [Verse 1] You know your situation, I know mine You all locked down, committed, the whole nine But we still got down and did it the whole time Raphael Saadiq and repeat the Slow Wine Underneath the sheets slow grind and talk nasty to me In the streets you wink and walk past me Hand-in-hand with your man I understand your plan but don't like it It's alright I won't fight it, it's alright we both like it The rush and the thrill Of having secret meetings to sneak in the touch or a feel I trust that you will Eventually squeal and come clean and sing And not to mention this "being in love" thing That got you ready to leave me on the sideline thinking What's the use of chasing if I can never replace him? Even so I'm still planning to ride Even though I'm just the man on the side [Hook] [Verse 2] I know my situation, you know yours I'm all locked down, committed but so bored Ol' girl made me wait to get it, was no whore Got with her in '03 and hit it in '04 Now it feels like we been together for so long It feels right to sit and weather the whole storm But I still might slip, so whether the [?] I've been doing it wrong for so long it's a trip She may wig out and scream on my side chick Cause a scene flip out like screens on a Sidekick (Why this) happen at a time when there's so much on the line Got me feeling like I'm going out my mind (Borderline) schizophrenic I'm calling you baby she aborted mine Hit the clinic now she calling me shady (I'm confused) Am I cheating on her or cheating on you? Guess I got my cake and eating it too [Hook] [Verse 3] How do you define commitment? Her opinion and mine is different, no time to nitpick I got a girl that's a nine, fine, and gifted Been looking for a dime to get with The saying goes, "if it ain't broke don't fix it" Go figure a nigga would risk it I'm so restricted, and plus I feel so conflicted Between what I know and what I hope to get with [Outro] I think it's time that we just Make up our minds cuz we just Can't be just, creepin around sneakin around And I'm not the kind to be sleeping around
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Credits
- Writers
- Kenn Starr
- S1