I'm staring at a chick that specialize in telling lies
But her body make my mind start to fantasize
Something 'bout her tongue, it touch and then it tantalize
Still I try to shake it 'cause I hate the way it analyze
Funny how the tongue can bring pleasure and be a weapon
Always keeps me stressing but that motivates my session
Wrote a good verse after cursing out my best friend
Minutes before that we were sexing no protection
A blessing, a burden, so nothing is for certain
And I fully expect that it's only gonna worsen
But I can't face that reality, I just wanna let her live in my lap
As we listen to 3 Stacks
She dig in my green sack while she twisting
I need a Black
She don't complain how I'm killing my lungs and brain
She just relax and help her lover maintain
What a change since that first year
We'll never be the same
She know she had me when she let me taste that sweet spot
Got me open badly when she playing with that sweet spot
But in the sweet spot's a deep plot
The strongest weapon known to man will keep your feet caught... watch
She know she had me when she let me taste that sweet spot
Got me open badly when she playing with that sweet spot
But in the sweet spot's a deep plot
The strongest weapon known to man will keep your feet caught... watch
We bicker so much we belong on Love and Hip-Hop
Flip flop everyday - 1996 Pac
I don't get this chick trying to see the benefit
Of staying in this shit, I need to dip 'fore there's an incident
But she keep the incense lit
A sweet smelling, slow burning innocence
So I forgive but can't forget
Those lips that give me fits
But once the kiss is finished they still keep me at a distance
Coexistence is a sickness
To cling to what we've wanted is so oxymoronic
Feeling drained and daunted
So I toke the hydroponic, sticky fingaz call it Onyx
Cuz there's wildness in my conscience like I'm Fredro Starr
And when she riding it's the bombest so I can't go far
She know just how to keep me close
She sings the notes and I sling the quotes
This love song we wrote is soothing
Until we choose to see
There ain't no point in putting band-aids on bullet wounds
She know she had me when she let me taste that sweet spot
Got me open badly when she playing with that sweet spot
But in the sweet spot's a deep plot
The strongest weapon known to man will keep your feet caught... watch
She know she had me when she let me taste that sweet spot
Got me open badly when she playing with that sweet spot
But in the sweet spot's a deep plot
The strongest weapon known to man will keep your feet caught... watch
There's a fine line between patience and insanity
Greatness and calamity, sensation and profanity
I need some better balance
I think our best in the past 'cause every day's a challenge
But our history is valid
It's such a mystery that we could live in misery
But still be in love, just like we were at age 23
I think the moral is at times you need a detox
Outside of applying all of that pressure on the sweet spot