Bonjour

Pussy in my face, and I can't get tired Work real hard, baby, can't retire Smokin' Bumpin, burning tires Working 'til I'm done, I can not retire Fuck you 'til the dawn, I can not get tired I'ma let you go on and ride it Put you on your back, stick it right in Keep on going, baby, you got it For a second, I was just in heaven All I need's like ten, thirty minutes, let me stay up in it I'ma put one in you right now, then I lay up in it Plan Bs on Plan Bs, no joke, girl, 'cause I'm not kidding If you with it, I'm with it Touching you in the kitchen, busy washing dishes I'll be in your room, just come through when you're finished Buying you them bottles of them wine like it's Christmas I can't even lie, I'm intrigued by your intentions She just wanna fuck me and leave me So she can tell her friends she don't need me She don't wanna be too needy She don't fall in love that easy Pockets full, them thighs is greasy, looking like them drum pieces She's a ten, can't be beneath it, if I get addicted, I can not leave it Fucking in the morn', in the night, in the evening I don't get tired, I make it look easy Everything public, but it feels like we creeping And I'm so high that it looks like I'm sleeping now And we can take a flight where the people like to say "Bonjour" I just need your birthday, and your full name Baby girl, don't say no more Put you on a flight, baby girl We been texting for a while but I can not play no more All the texting we done done, we done said so much I don't know what to say no more I just want to do the foreplay by four Make you feel things that you can't ignore You gon' want that shit by eight I'm sure I'ma make sure that you wait for more Wait for more, wait for more, oh Wait for more, and I'll be calling you Ain't shit left to talk about, baby I'm anxious now, why would you keep me waiting? Jill Scott, it's getting late and It's pourin' and stormin' and rainin' You know that I am not playin', pussy precipitation Oh, ah-ah, baby, give me one more second second, yeah You be like, "one more minute, oh" Hard for you talk while in it, oh Hard for you to (ah-ah) breathe I know that I make it hard I know that I make it hard for a nigga to think And we can take a flight where the people like to say "Bonjour" I just need your birthday, and your full name Baby girl, don't say no more Put you on a flight, baby girl We been texting for a while, but I can not play no more All the texting we done done, we done said so much I don't know what to say no more I just want to do the foreplay by four Make you feel things that you can't ignore You gon' want that shit by eight I'm sure I'ma make sure that you wait for more I want you to want it, I want you to need it I want you to say that you can't go without it That you'll never leave it