Mood

I can rock with you
You know it/ boy let’s show it
We got these niggas and these bitches mad (They mad they mad they mad)
They know it, yeah we know it
I can rock with you
You know it/ boy let’s show it
We got these niggas and these bitches mad
They know it, yeah we know it
I can rock with you
You know it/ boy let’s show it
We got these niggas and these bitches mad
They know it, yeah we know it
I need, sexual healing
You need, sexual pleasure
Cold hearted girl I’m yo sweater
You sweating nobody better
You special on this occasion
Nothing about me changing
You want me then you can call me
Same number like Gary Payton
No makeup ain’t wit the painting
This moment I been embracing
Love making machine
Controlling this operation
We shining brighter than patek
Me and you to the attic
Me and you can Emagine
Our future so cinematic
Baby my Cleopatra
Soul sister in fashion
Baby my foxy brown obscenity nasty panic
She something straight out the seventies
But she born in the nineties
No apple baby come find me
It wasn’t so hard to find me
Loving you would be awesome
But sexing you would be classic
Not saying that I am lusting
But baby I gotta have it
Can’t get enough of me baby
I know what you been missing
Superstitious writings on ya wall
Wit no pun intended
I’m so into you baby
Just lemme be the one
Don’t wanna be a friend to you baby
Twenty-one questions that I’m asking
Ain’t no interview baby
Just tryna get to know the woman
That is inna you baby
If I was always on the road
Would you think about me
And if you answered no
Baby girl just re-think about it
I’ve got too much upon my mind
For me to think about it
So if you care for me baby
Can you just be about it
I can rock with you
You know it/ boy let’s show it
We got these niggas and these bitches mad
They know it, yeah we know it
I can rock with you
You know it/ boy let’s show it
We got these niggas and these bitches mad
They know it, yeah we know it