Lyrics Unforgettable - Homeboy Sandman

Unforgettable

So yeah I can’t fuck with you, but can’t fuck
Without thinking about your sweet tiramisu
I miss you
My half-breed, you showed me how the champs breed
You always had a plan B
While your cat bleed
Such a athlete, ready for me redding up your ass cheeks
I was thinking about you last week
Underneath a shorty from Bed-Stuy
I met her in the line at the Best Buy
She was just aight
I closed my eyes when I was with her and pictured you
This must be difficult for her to listen too
I know it isn’t cute, but laws of physics wasn’t getting listened to
When we was getting physical
Best buy chick when I met her, knew it wasn’t metaphyisical
Must confess: you was the best
Left me charlie-horsed and out of breath
I better be in top form 'fore I fall out of the bed
Amen
Your aura, your organs is all in my head
It’s like a hex, a curse upon whoever comes next
I think about you every three or four secs, every time I have sex
Yes
Yes
Yes
I saw a color that remind me of your’s
It was on a girl down in Florida
She was alluring, but she was so boring
Compared to what we’d do in the morning
I never asked, I never had to give you a warning
I still be on them, but you would go above and beyond them
So now I’m condemned every time I put on a condom
You’re popping my conscience
I’m nervous I might say your name by accident, ain’t that some shit?
Sure this ass good, but it isn’t as good
(word)
Yeah miss cook
But ain’t no possibility y’all being mistook
You worked a kitty-cat 'till a cat’s kaput
I’d be exhausted, the way you dug your face in my armpit
I used to think of some odd-shit
Since, I met some chicks that’s for a four-some
But when it’s just us they ain’t as awesome, so I ain’t as awe-struck, shucks
You went nuts for my nut
Yup
Yup
Yup
If this girl knew what I was thinking 'bout, she wouldn’t be so loud
I know she used to see you 'round
She’s glad to see you out
She tryna be you now
She can’t be you at all, she’s too insecure
I went to take her on the floor
She talking 'bout the floor too dirty
I finished in a hurry
She was like «her bad» I was like «don't worry»
I know it’s not her fault
It isn’t like she was not worth her salt, but she could never win the gold in
the pole vault
Is it so wrong, since I told you so long, to think about you out your sarong
The rest be just the same old song
Imagination’s every man’s right
And she ain’t using her hands right, so I’ll be damned, damn right
I’m with a bad female
What feels like, every night
But you gave me the tightest hole me ever had seen in my life
Right
Right
Right