As you know relationships are puzzling like jigsaw
Especially when kids are inside it it becomes 3 sided like pizza
Got a Mona Lisa
Yes she's a pleasa
But sometimes I think I shoulda been like prophet Ciisa,
Jesus, never married, and lived beauituflly
And Prophet Muhammed, served all of his wives, dutifully
I wonder who I'm most suited to be
I see the tear tracks on her cheeks
And when I say meet me half way,
She see the fear cracks on her feet
And she freeze cuz her toes curl away sayin please!
You know how he is,
And you been burnt before so you know how heat is,
I dunno if you wanna fight. but if you well I hope to see you making me malawax tonight...
And you know I'm on a mission
Against imperialism
I'm on some chey vision
But still when u wanna talk fashion imma listen
I dunno how some men don't know how to listen
Male chauvinism
Takin hold a victim
But I see us as equal as the bars in the prison
You the main attraction
Not intermission
But sometimes its the mundane
That'll get in the way of our flame
And I complain
That I want love to be like, insane!
Like a novel not novelty
Like livin in a hovel overseas
But feelin like we got the oval keys
And i'm over being intrigued,
By your long legs fraternizing hate to be crass but yes ass cheeks...
Its just this argument is so not me,
Oh God please!
You wearin me down like low cut jeans
So ain't it remarkable even when we fight,
I long to see you making me malawax tonight...
Especially when kids are inside it it becomes 3 sided like pizza
Got a Mona Lisa
Yes she's a pleasa
But sometimes I think I shoulda been like prophet Ciisa,
Jesus, never married, and lived beauituflly
And Prophet Muhammed, served all of his wives, dutifully
I wonder who I'm most suited to be
I see the tear tracks on her cheeks
And when I say meet me half way,
She see the fear cracks on her feet
And she freeze cuz her toes curl away sayin please!
You know how he is,
And you been burnt before so you know how heat is,
I dunno if you wanna fight. but if you well I hope to see you making me malawax tonight...
And you know I'm on a mission
Against imperialism
I'm on some chey vision
But still when u wanna talk fashion imma listen
I dunno how some men don't know how to listen
Male chauvinism
Takin hold a victim
But I see us as equal as the bars in the prison
You the main attraction
Not intermission
But sometimes its the mundane
That'll get in the way of our flame
And I complain
That I want love to be like, insane!
Like a novel not novelty
Like livin in a hovel overseas
But feelin like we got the oval keys
And i'm over being intrigued,
By your long legs fraternizing hate to be crass but yes ass cheeks...
Its just this argument is so not me,
Oh God please!
You wearin me down like low cut jeans
So ain't it remarkable even when we fight,
I long to see you making me malawax tonight...
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