Said she got a thing for the young King
Thats how I do it;
Speech fluent, move fluid, never losing
I stay movin like everyday, and no them cant lock me down like Mr. Dufresne
Kinda lame see, she should rearrange my name to
ThisisA the way shes after the D
Im rapidly caught up with every trick I see
Patiently still waiting for the day I meet my queen
But will I know it when I do?
Or will I blow it tryna show Im holding out for something new?
I doubt it if I do really give a damn at all
Ill be damned if I dontAnnotate
Catch 22, fool
Thats when she told me:
D, all I wanna bes independent. Parents round my neck like a pendant
Theyve been drivin me round the bend and thats why every weekend I end up gettin’ loose
Off the juice and the Grey Goose
You know how them bottles do
After a Ciroc or two Im feelin unstoppable!
Told her Let go of the bottle, though
I dont think so, never drink slow
So she pos it up-right
Another bottle tucked right between both thighs, Im thinking this is her night
Plus she cant stop
Watched her hand touch the lid anti-clockwise grip it off
I clocked right this aint soft or wise but, what can you do when shes lost in a world of free will?
Where being real never made sense, or pence
Im getting tense, shes bent
So let the drinking commence
I sense its about to go down now!
In a pool full of liquor like
Bae, watch how
I guzzle this down without holdin my breath!
Im holding mine, thinking fine, throw away what we kept
With the wind I stepped thinking, what should I do
Cos D, who goes through the same troubles as you?
Looked to the sky, to the Heavens above
Just a matter of time before they take the woman I love