Confessions Interlude (Part 1)

Late nights tryna to get her body right
I said go ahead girl, you know your body tight
She was coming down, I was looking up
Caught her attention that’s when we got stuck
7 minute conversation
Short talks about our life in lust
Introduce myself as August, said her loved ones call her darling
Exchange numbers now she dialling and she’s calling saying
Can I come over?
Come over
Can I come over?
Come over
Going up and down on the pole, for the money she do anything for
And all them insecurities gone, girl I ain’t gon' judge you
Plans are reaching her bells on the grind and know what she working for
She be throwing it up and dropping it low, confessions, confessions