We Gotta Go
Candles by the shower
Scents off the incense
Got me looking in ya eyes
You been distant
Its like you're living with regret
You're losing interest
Expecting me to change
But how
You ain't forgive yet
Yeah I've strayed
I guess I didn't know my part
But my apologies
I had fears of you going far
I'm in the streets
You in college
We've grown apart
A friend with benefits
But much more to a broken heart
My emotions, voicemails
Missed calls
You tryna ignore
I'm going through the withdrawals
Still I'm a sucker
For french tips, lip gloss
Heels on, Hair long
Other bitches pissed off
DAMN
We still creeping every now & then
I was thinking quickie
Yet now we an hour in
I never thought
We could fall for each other
Short stay rooms
Where we long for each other
Fucking for the moment
Tossing the rubber
She can satisfy my needs
But what we want from each other
Tell me
I'm looking in ya eyes
Got me drawn in
Panties to the side
Then I slide while I'm going in
Waking up recharged
We go again
So don't act like
You don't miss how I hold ya limbs
Good sex ain't everything
But when you lonely
It's the only thing
A Woman's Touch
Is tailor fitted for her only ring
The only problem is
I don't even know her name
Damn
I'm insecure
I Guess I gotta play the game
But I ain't for the gossip
Chill with all the saying names
Exes try and hate
Still wan' make a claim
Let's keep this between us
And don't say a thing
Shhhh
Private Suites when I'm on the road
Pack ya bags, leave the telly
We Gotta Go
Scents off the incense
Got me looking in ya eyes
You been distant
Its like you're living with regret
You're losing interest
Expecting me to change
But how
You ain't forgive yet
Yeah I've strayed
I guess I didn't know my part
But my apologies
I had fears of you going far
I'm in the streets
You in college
We've grown apart
A friend with benefits
But much more to a broken heart
My emotions, voicemails
Missed calls
You tryna ignore
I'm going through the withdrawals
Still I'm a sucker
For french tips, lip gloss
Heels on, Hair long
Other bitches pissed off
DAMN
We still creeping every now & then
I was thinking quickie
Yet now we an hour in
I never thought
We could fall for each other
Short stay rooms
Where we long for each other
Fucking for the moment
Tossing the rubber
She can satisfy my needs
But what we want from each other
Tell me
I'm looking in ya eyes
Got me drawn in
Panties to the side
Then I slide while I'm going in
Waking up recharged
We go again
So don't act like
You don't miss how I hold ya limbs
Good sex ain't everything
But when you lonely
It's the only thing
A Woman's Touch
Is tailor fitted for her only ring
The only problem is
I don't even know her name
Damn
I'm insecure
I Guess I gotta play the game
But I ain't for the gossip
Chill with all the saying names
Exes try and hate
Still wan' make a claim
Let's keep this between us
And don't say a thing
Shhhh
Private Suites when I'm on the road
Pack ya bags, leave the telly
We Gotta Go
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Writer(s): Cortez
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