| Let me rap to you soft like
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| Pure 'cause you royal like
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| King in your own right
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| Rock with you all night
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| Chain off the wall, tight
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| Roll on the floor like
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| Oh Lord, this song hot
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| Hip on till we catch flight
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| Uh, lovin' you is caffeinated
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| Every moment anticipated, long awaited and never overrated
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| Like we hard tied to seek reciprocity
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| Touch sound, speech like the depth of you on top of me
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| A braided history now river deep like
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| The color of love brushed on blushed cheeks
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| Like between your breath, under your caress
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| The way you «Yes», the space between our lips
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| The climax of brown flesh
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| Lovin' you’s a vibration uncontrolled
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| Even still water knows to adhere to your flow
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| You add rhythm to the blues of my neoclassic soul
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| Keep me high, emotions a prayer though
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| Lovin' you could keep a sister on freeway
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| Trying to front, like you ain’t on my tongue, replay
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| Like, nostalgic flash back to third grade
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| On every other page I write a heart between two names
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| Your love will take me higher
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| Celestial like the choir
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| Seraphim
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| Even if we should part for a while
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| I’ll always feel you by my side
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| Holding hands with spirit our constructuralist living
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| When your tongue paints my Georgia O’Keefe hieroglyphic
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| Round of applause, kiss me an encore
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| I nominate you for awards till you scream «Oh Lord!»
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| Singin' out of tune, I wear you like perfume
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| Like morning arouses the afternoon and at night
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| Lovin' you is like so sweet, my teeth rot
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| Just for speakin' of love and how we rock, roll, like
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| Drink their lover’s arms, slow framed in the calm
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| Recite a bracelet of poems inspired by your charm
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| An interlude, stink attitudes and frontin'
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| You ask me what’s wrong, I’m steaddy tellin' you it’s nothing
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| Loving you is like livin', life is still shy sippin'
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| Rhyme till beat drop, plus I love the way you hip hop
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| When our lips lock I could write the score to your laughter
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| You stay by my side like Mozambique and Madagascar
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| Your love will take me higher
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| Celestial like the choir
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| Seraphim
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| Even if we should part for a while
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| I’ll always feel you by my side
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| I’m close
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| I’m close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| Close
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| Close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| I’m close
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| Close
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| Yo, let me rap to you soft like
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| Pure 'cause you royal like
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| King in your own right
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| Rock with you all night
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| And chain off the wall, tight
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| Roll on the floor like
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| Oh Lord, this song hot
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| Hip on till we catch flight
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| Neighbors at the door height
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| Landlord call, right
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| Mating call soundtrack
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| Like the four floor halls like
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| Whisper, «You want more, right?»
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| Mama said it’s all right
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| Trapped in these thoughts till walk on by |