Tuesday, March 07, 2006

L' Is Gone

When we were introduced
by your girl Ruth
I knew that you got down
Skin caramel complexion
Lips chocolate brown
I'm wondering now
Would you get huff for me
And let me stuff your philly blunt with
This black sensi
Most definitely we can continuously
Get high like the clouds that watch the city
Guff till we'd go blind like my man Stevie
Til the whites of her eyes are bloodshot glossy
Then we'll fall fast asleep
And when we wake up we can pick up where we
L-E-F-T
See I don't mind if you don't
Cause see I'm like if you're with it then it's on
So see me tonight
All the while I'm hoping that she would inhale
So I could be like Michael Jackson and enjoy myself
Cause what I want to do is make a tuna melt
Should roll up in the sheets and let me spark that L

What we going to do when the L is gone
Should we just roll some more
So we can flow some more?
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you fiend for me
Like a love jones

It was evident
that you were hesitant
when we did it
You rolled it, I lit it, we hit it
Instantly you effected my state of being to
cloud nine
I can tell that the hydro got you
by the way your eyes were half closed and mine too
Lord knows if we would have rolled another stogie
You would've been holding like En Vogue
I knew that you laced it
Yes indeed
Cause I can tell when I tasted it
Yes indeed
Got me breaking in sweats
Feeling like something crawling all over my neck
You got me drawn
Yes indeed
I can't believe that you got this type of effect on me
It seems that I've been
fiending for you and you're
fiending for me
For that high that we both need
Tell me what

What we going to do when the L is gone
Should we just roll some more
So we can flow some more?
Or maybe I should just take you home
And make you fiend for me
Like a love jones
What we gonna do when the L is gone?
What we gonna do when the L is gone?

-Musiq Soulchild, Aijuswanaseing


Story of my life, lol

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