Waffle House

Hey, don't let this go to your head
But I'm kinda feeling you and I wanna keep you around

I just wanna buy a bitch some flowers
Treat her really nice and make her sweet and sour chicken
You so fine you got me spending hours and hours writing fan fiction
Your body so melodic
You got me writing sonnets
I be staring at your thighs
And no I am not sorry
Take some time off of work
And spend some time with me
You can say you sick or say you sick and tired of the bullshit
We can kick it on some real cool shit
Parking lot pimpin after school shit

I'm done
I don't know how else to explain that to you
A lot can change in a day

New strap got you acting different
Are you fucking with me or are you fucking for attention?
See We could never be together
Cuz you always trippin
And you never like to listen
I got love for all my women
And I even love the bitches
You worse than a bitch
So I gotta treat you different
You ain't never been shit but at least you stay consistent
I was worried about you when I coulda been pimpin

Unrequited love and me
We like some besties that you always see
K and Cee
Mama said I deserve a love that is otherworldly
She said stop fuckin with them lames
Cuz it hurts me
I want you rushing to come see me
I'm your go see
I'm your lil avocado
I want you to hold me, bitch

Mediated
Cleared my mind
Got my chakras back in line

Mediated
Cleared my mind
Got my chakras back in line



Credits
Writer(s): Cee Williams
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