[Verse 1: Denzel Curry]
Its like a blaze when I say your name
Because your body is just striking
Enlightening
Like lightning
The storm here, is quiet
I bite it
When hearing the moans and groans as I dip deep
Your knees weak
But don't speak
When my spirit
Is in sync
Along with you
I lust for you like London Jones
If you my ride or die
Would you ride or grip the chrome?
In a Mercedes Benz
With fine clothes we roam
Just like the traveler, no?
Til' we entered inside your home
Its known
That Denzel can give you the mo' better
Adrenaline rush
As I proceed to get you wetter
I bless her
Just like a pastor seeing someone sneezing
Good evening
The way you look just blossoms as the season
Spring
Meaning you're clean, which is next to godliness
Thank the good Lord he blessed the earth with beautiful goddesses
Dropin' it
To the surface, like a fallen angel
The devil has a new dress
My butterflies are painful
Tame you
So that I can pet the pussy cat
Soft and heavy moaning when I hit it from the back
Skies are looking kinda misty as the scene faded black
Both hands on the wheel ain't no such thing as turning back baby
Its like a blaze when I say your name
Because your body is just striking
Enlightening
Like lightning
The storm here, is quiet
I bite it
When hearing the moans and groans as I dip deep
Your knees weak
But don't speak
When my spirit
Is in sync
Along with you
I lust for you like London Jones
If you my ride or die
Would you ride or grip the chrome?
In a Mercedes Benz
With fine clothes we roam
Just like the traveler, no?
Til' we entered inside your home
Its known
That Denzel can give you the mo' better
Adrenaline rush
As I proceed to get you wetter
I bless her
Just like a pastor seeing someone sneezing
Good evening
The way you look just blossoms as the season
Spring
Meaning you're clean, which is next to godliness
Thank the good Lord he blessed the earth with beautiful goddesses
Dropin' it
To the surface, like a fallen angel
The devil has a new dress
My butterflies are painful
Tame you
So that I can pet the pussy cat
Soft and heavy moaning when I hit it from the back
Skies are looking kinda misty as the scene faded black
Both hands on the wheel ain't no such thing as turning back baby
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