bbe i cnt miss yo calls you know I'be grindin jst to have you a crib of your choic ves1 I was cool n calm during the concert She came in wearing that hot crop net the way she moves it notng to be compared wth,slowly down my neck i cn fel my blood flows down my nerves oh bbe plz dnt stop she pulls off my shirt n she's takin off my pants fels good to see my pants falls she thinks m the weirdest nigger after all she loks straight to my eyes when she rides my dick, i told her bby take your time take my side you my ride or die.i cnt take my eyes away frm you i kep you on my phone wall jst incase i mssd yo call She give it to me lyk her name is oprah oh my god I cnt even answer my damn calls. I remembr that shit i met you on a plane popin up in the backsit she graped a glass of wine this bitch made me wna pull up in the baxksit damn i cnt fel my legs fels like am riding newly born Mercedes benz bby you not in competition wth any bitch it me m falling in deep i swear our time wll come i see the dream come true holding your hands perfectly matched n it systematically cos we on the perfect phases we cn reach more phases pass the one we hate dnt wna fel more pain