Homestyle
Our first night together, top down, stars out
Waves blinking 'neath the moonlight
Remember, listen up
You're all over him, how awkward
Black car, Eagles fan from Compton
Tilting that wheel like he's a marshal
I'm two cars back looking thoughtless
Two weeks ago, you were mine
I leave a message when I dial
I need to hear your voice
Have you in my sight
I can still taste your kiss
I miss nibbling on your lips
And I can feel your breath on me
As you lean into that heir with money
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
Tell me you and him is finished
Tell him our love ain't ended
You know I ain't took you for granted
You got me tied and branded
That busty ain't down with me
You saw what you wanted to see
And what was you doing
When I was chilling faithfully
You said I was drifting
But there's someone you was missing
I've always been true to you
No one ever loved you like I do
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
In the players scene
Macking ain't what it used to be
At the club the pole bunny
Ain't got nothing on us
I need your homestyle kind of loving
Banging's only part of it
No one can love you like I do
You got your phone, I got mine too
So hit me up, laid back like homestyle
I miss that homestyle scene, just you and me
Feet on the Broyhill, Cav's on the TV
Hearing them pans jingling inside the kitchen
You're putting your painted toenail foot all in it, uh
Them hot wings is finger licking
But I'm thinking of a little more than that spicy chicken
Let's take this back to the bedroom
Penetrate the mysteries
Rip off them fifties with my teeth, haphazardly
And bend you over like ballet traffic, girl
Twist it on me like black groove magic, girl
Seeing your shadow, legs rise and fall
Taking our time, losing our minds, in the heat of it all
My ears sizzle when you cry my name
Big daddy be ready again in five or ten
Homestyle fantasy bring the Dicky James out in me
When you get super freaky
Dripping your extracts on me, huh
The next morning after sleeping in
Homestyle sounds start creeping in
I'm hearing noises from around the sink
You brush your teeth
Getting checkpoint valid for me
Homestyle weekend, I let that sink in
I lower you down in the hot tub again
Baby how about I rub your back with my bare hands
Come closer and I lit it again
This time I'll make sure that the world spins, yeah
Give me a full moon, let me howl a bit
Nothing but a champagne glass
I massage the dimples on your hips
Girl and I'll be grinding like old school now
Barry on the Kenwood, let me love you down
Your eyes hypnotize me when I tap the spot
Right hello, I'm playful
Yeah you know the one I'm talking about
You say daddy you're smooth like velvet
Then the rivers to the den of we're melded
You put your back in it
Like you're rebellious, selfish
I miss that homestyle stew
Being with you, kicking with you
Representing right next to you
Booty slaps by the pool
No neighbors hey heying
Cause they all run for cover when we start foreplaying
No take out allowed, give me back my homestyle
Less I end up like a tyree clown
Girl how you hear all this and still be gone now
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
Waves blinking 'neath the moonlight
Remember, listen up
You're all over him, how awkward
Black car, Eagles fan from Compton
Tilting that wheel like he's a marshal
I'm two cars back looking thoughtless
Two weeks ago, you were mine
I leave a message when I dial
I need to hear your voice
Have you in my sight
I can still taste your kiss
I miss nibbling on your lips
And I can feel your breath on me
As you lean into that heir with money
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
Tell me you and him is finished
Tell him our love ain't ended
You know I ain't took you for granted
You got me tied and branded
That busty ain't down with me
You saw what you wanted to see
And what was you doing
When I was chilling faithfully
You said I was drifting
But there's someone you was missing
I've always been true to you
No one ever loved you like I do
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
In the players scene
Macking ain't what it used to be
At the club the pole bunny
Ain't got nothing on us
I need your homestyle kind of loving
Banging's only part of it
No one can love you like I do
You got your phone, I got mine too
So hit me up, laid back like homestyle
I miss that homestyle scene, just you and me
Feet on the Broyhill, Cav's on the TV
Hearing them pans jingling inside the kitchen
You're putting your painted toenail foot all in it, uh
Them hot wings is finger licking
But I'm thinking of a little more than that spicy chicken
Let's take this back to the bedroom
Penetrate the mysteries
Rip off them fifties with my teeth, haphazardly
And bend you over like ballet traffic, girl
Twist it on me like black groove magic, girl
Seeing your shadow, legs rise and fall
Taking our time, losing our minds, in the heat of it all
My ears sizzle when you cry my name
Big daddy be ready again in five or ten
Homestyle fantasy bring the Dicky James out in me
When you get super freaky
Dripping your extracts on me, huh
The next morning after sleeping in
Homestyle sounds start creeping in
I'm hearing noises from around the sink
You brush your teeth
Getting checkpoint valid for me
Homestyle weekend, I let that sink in
I lower you down in the hot tub again
Baby how about I rub your back with my bare hands
Come closer and I lit it again
This time I'll make sure that the world spins, yeah
Give me a full moon, let me howl a bit
Nothing but a champagne glass
I massage the dimples on your hips
Girl and I'll be grinding like old school now
Barry on the Kenwood, let me love you down
Your eyes hypnotize me when I tap the spot
Right hello, I'm playful
Yeah you know the one I'm talking about
You say daddy you're smooth like velvet
Then the rivers to the den of we're melded
You put your back in it
Like you're rebellious, selfish
I miss that homestyle stew
Being with you, kicking with you
Representing right next to you
Booty slaps by the pool
No neighbors hey heying
Cause they all run for cover when we start foreplaying
No take out allowed, give me back my homestyle
Less I end up like a tyree clown
Girl how you hear all this and still be gone now
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
I'm watching you from a distance
I know it ain't none of my business
Intruding your space like I'm addicted
I miss that homestyle way
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Writer(s): Linda La Porte
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