My First Love 8Ball

Yeah
Hmm
Can you dig that?
Hmm
Can you feel that?
Can you feel that?
Yeah, uh
Can you...
Yeah, yeah
Let me stick you with this
Lets see, can you feel...

I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages
I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages
Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases
Let me mold you, into what I dreamed you would be
Let the world see your beauty and associate it with me
When I'm poor and broke down
Lookin' bummy with no money
I can feel you in my soul
Close my eyes and let you take control
I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages
I grab my pen, caressin' empty pages
Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases
Makin' love, creatin' money makin' phrases
When I'm alone
You comfort me and soothe my head
When we get down, we don't need no hotel room or bed
Give me head, suck my brain, and watch it shoot out lyrics
Into your ears, makin' you pregnant with EightBall's spirit