Blackstrap (feat. Michael Jay)
Forget them niggas that you used to date
We can grab a chai tea, spark a new debate
Maybe have a Q & A, and elucidate
But you a hustler, I see you got moves to make
Baby you rejuvenate a feeling that I've kept so dormant
You can't suppress love or ignore it
Explore it with an open heart, and like an open mine
I'm a fall it, dig another rhyme
I don't mind it one bit, when you call me out
Hold me accountable, and calm me down
How this sound: if life's a circus, then all these clowns
Couldn't fathom one ring, knee on that ground
You came around and my life's been uplifted
I went to selfless from solipsistic - listen
You're brilliant, body so viscous, dripping
This country boy sop you up with a biscuit
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
Come and get your feet and back rubbed,
Baby I can run a couple bubbles in your bathtub
If you consent, then that booty can get smacked up
If I act up, she'll be OJ with a black glove, this is black love
Which means, that you make me better
To you, I'll forever be indebted
You got me dressing fresher, fixed my credit
Now I'm eating kale, quinoa, and spring mix lettuce
Hey, if I could give you half of what you've given me
I can light the whole world with that energy, admittedly
I love the way you check my all my proclivities
Rejecting all these antiquated views on femininity
You can make more than me, earn four degrees
And still be in school when you're 43
No matter the cost, I can't afford to leave
You're so sweet - I love the way you chase your dreams
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
From Popeyes to Bojangles
I love the way you're working those angles
From Cracker Barrell to Church's
For you it's not a thing I won't purchase
From Biscuitville to Waffle House
I'll step back so you walk it out
Yo, this Black love that I'm talking about
Sweet as sugar cane when you boil it down
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
We can grab a chai tea, spark a new debate
Maybe have a Q & A, and elucidate
But you a hustler, I see you got moves to make
Baby you rejuvenate a feeling that I've kept so dormant
You can't suppress love or ignore it
Explore it with an open heart, and like an open mine
I'm a fall it, dig another rhyme
I don't mind it one bit, when you call me out
Hold me accountable, and calm me down
How this sound: if life's a circus, then all these clowns
Couldn't fathom one ring, knee on that ground
You came around and my life's been uplifted
I went to selfless from solipsistic - listen
You're brilliant, body so viscous, dripping
This country boy sop you up with a biscuit
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
Come and get your feet and back rubbed,
Baby I can run a couple bubbles in your bathtub
If you consent, then that booty can get smacked up
If I act up, she'll be OJ with a black glove, this is black love
Which means, that you make me better
To you, I'll forever be indebted
You got me dressing fresher, fixed my credit
Now I'm eating kale, quinoa, and spring mix lettuce
Hey, if I could give you half of what you've given me
I can light the whole world with that energy, admittedly
I love the way you check my all my proclivities
Rejecting all these antiquated views on femininity
You can make more than me, earn four degrees
And still be in school when you're 43
No matter the cost, I can't afford to leave
You're so sweet - I love the way you chase your dreams
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
From Popeyes to Bojangles
I love the way you're working those angles
From Cracker Barrell to Church's
For you it's not a thing I won't purchase
From Biscuitville to Waffle House
I'll step back so you walk it out
Yo, this Black love that I'm talking about
Sweet as sugar cane when you boil it down
You're like blackstrap molasses
'Cause I'm sweet on your blackness
Blow my mind every time we kiss
You're refined and so damn thick
Just like grits, just like grits
It don't make no sense, it don't make no sense
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Writer(s): Donovan Livingston
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