Tuesday, December 20, 2011

i spent the night in heaven, i slept with an angel

ayyy guys, always been a fan of weezy baby,this songs from the carter 4 & i absolutely love it. reminds me of a certain someone;) XoXo enjoy!



Uh, boy shorts, wife beater, Now let me see it, I'm a sightseer, She was sleeping on me, but she's a light sleeper
I make her cum first, then I follow the leader, I talk shit, I hope it matters, We climax, without the ladder
Can't desert the future, no Nevada, Her body is a weapon, ratatat her, 
I spent the night in heaven, I slept with an angel
And when we finish, I swear that pussy said, "thank you", I said, "You Very Welcome". I'm so well mannered, And I go down south, Louisiana
Baby won't you spend the night, Darling I don't want to wake up, and you are not by my side
(So special girl, So special)(So special girl, So special)
And if you promise me tonight, Yeah, Baby that you'll let me in, then I'mma make you feel so special girl
(So special girl, So special)(So special girl, So special)
Then we take a shower together, and wash each others back, And if she kick it off, I'mma run it back
And then she say my name, like I forgot itShe crazy about that dick, Lorena Bobbitt, Love be the pilot, but it's kamikaze
Yeah, body language, girl let's talk about it, Freedom of speech, Weezy a beast, Open her up like a book, read it and weep
Baby won't you spend the night, Darling I don't want to wake up, and you are not by my side
(So special girl, So special)(So special girl, So special)
And if you promise me tonight, Yeah, Baby that you'll let me in, then I'mma make you feel so special girl
(So special girl, So special)(So special girl, So special)
Yeah, thinking bout you girl got my mind on EYou know them other niggas ain't me
Girl I got that 12 play for ya, that 12 play for ya, Just sit on my grill, that's that tailgate for ya
I, put it together, common denominator, I tear it up like loose leaf paper, I got drinks on chill, my bedroom huge
I knock her lights out, I blow her fuseSee we don't even fuck no more, we make love, And now she's on the tip of my tongue, my taste buds, Cause she my honey bee, yeah buzz buzz, And now I'm itching and scratching, that's that love bug

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