Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Take your outfit off and put the soldiers shit on
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
Tell your girl you're gone, baby you gots to Rome
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
Fuck the frontin' and the talking my dogs just about barkin'
On top of that my head tight from everything the boss serve
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Little bump-n-grind, miss thang are you with that
I'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do something
Maybe it's the tone got me visualizing this song
And prove that I flip other things besides ounce
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
There's no one gonna get used nigga [Incomprehensible]
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
Maybe it's the bud in me, or the thug in P
Got these ghetto hotties wanting to put they love in me
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
You cold make me moan, so you up for screwing me
Crispy clean, no strings attached
From your stomach to your back let a gangsta poke ya
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
And the reason I came up off 'cause you workin' with something
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
Back stage at the concerts peepin'
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
Straight to the point shorty look I'm trying to do something
But for now let's do something
Far from home, destination unknown, rock bone
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Work it like a Solo Flex, say you wanna a ruff-neck
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
He leaving with things, he get it on, get it on
Now I done had a little herb, now I done build up the nerve
Relax shorty, hit the blunt, drop the Ruger
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
I want you to open your legs as wide as you could
Say black, the eye contact that you and I share
Cristal and strawberries, weed smoking, rough sex
Won't you lay up there and give me the chance
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
I'm a G from the CP3 and dedicated
I'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something
9 months later, we ain't bustin' no caps
Please use ingenuity when you doing me
I'm matured enough, and I ain't approached you for nothing
Damn you, jazzin' blues with you matching handbag an' shoes
Come close to a nigga, let the P seduce ya
Hit me when you trying to do something
I'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do something
Thug passion, in the back seat ripping off your fashion
Take my address down so you can write
Pretty legs but knees gone get bruised
Hotel booked and I don't wanna be alone
I'm pitching, 'cause your curves got me wanting to slide home
I ain't trippin', never slippin' 'cause I got straps
I'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something
Make me wanna be real and make these niggas disappear
Red and blue lights are glowing over Brian McKnight
Screaming, No Limit Soldiers and these playa haters hate it
Run and tell your girls about your night with the assassin
I'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do something
I'm here tonight and the vibe is right
Camouflage love all night making me moan
You wanted me to see you and I'm thinking about creepin'
I'm trying to do something, y'all hear that
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
I ain't saying romance, now what you to be enhanced
And go to the war with me Pager number's on the desk
But tomorrow's my flight, and I'll be outta your sight
I'm gonna be real with ya, look I'm trying to do something
I'm gonna be blunt with ya, look I'm trying to do something
Up and down like a roller coaster
So I can hit you from the back with this nickle plated wood
If I could I would and I ain't even frontin'
I heard you want a romance
