Coming Home

I'm coming just to get that love.From working a twelve hour shift pushing cds like drugs.Addict to you like I can't get enough...But want go that far to matching his and hers.We live supreb...Can get your way with a gentle smirk.With a guy you will flirt.As dames I curve but still can't put your finger on me as I do my dirt.(AH)With your sexy fine ass.Lost in a daze as time past.We so fly but can't get jet lag.All the things that I ever had.Aint nothing mustard up if you asked.I talk like that cause I got cash...Read your thoughts like I'm in your temple.Quick to groove to your tempo.Cut it like trees.AH Timber.No soap opera fairy tale baby it's real.Just make sure you be there.You know I'll be there...From a touch to caress.When we arguing to its ex sex.Last thing we found was an exit.Jewelry cover the hicky on your neck.Only thing to expect.Its lipstick from her warm specks.Im coming home honey just to get that.If I put it all in context.It will be serenaded with harmony.You love me sober but still with me if I blunted Young Selena aye and you be my woman.When the world against us.Back us in a corner.Amaze of our come up and how our bond more stronger..Hatred from jealous people who are cheerleaders with pom-poms.Gotta get that love so i come home...Game you so good I have you doing what you dont huh.Its just some cool lesson to soak up and learn from.