WALE - The Manipulation Pt. 2 lyrics

rate me

I got that better love that no one better love

They hit it and gone tomorrow but this forever love

Let me mind you til your vagina is wet enough

And fill your mind with pleasant thoughts of champagne by ya tub.

Rose petals as you walk. you know the floor don't need ta see ya.

I got that good stroke come be my mona lisa.

Ya see them other guys pay they mind to your physical features

And I can admire ya body but ya mind is much deepa

And I found me a keepa

And I found me a winner.

And I found me a queen. what we eatin for dinner?

U know I cook it and clean it and do wateva for ya.

Black motha of the earth you kno I forever owe ya

I will never ignore ya cuz I'm foreva loyal

Lets fall in love lemme put my seed in ya soil

See it'd be a honor to create life wit ya

Can I lay right wit ya?

And wake you up wit light kisses?

Goodmorning sunshine see the more I see ya eyes is the more that I admire ya.

Whenever you tired I be right there beside the pillow talkin confide

Make ya secrets all mine may I sleep between ya thighs and wake up deeply in

Ur heart in your mind for foreva and repeat when we get up?

I ain't even gon front girl I think you is the one

So lets fall asleep with the moon and I will greet you with the sun

<i>[Skit]</i>

That scurry love, never get married love.

I got that fuck you and make you love me temporary love

I just pick and roll these hoes

I don't even know these hoes

I cut em first cut em deep I fuckn sheryl crow these hoes.

Have that pussy like some water hose.

And I'ma need to cum first yea I turn be optional

Modify your posture hoe mothafuck a casa no you cant see mi casa

We gon rock at this econolodge

U know I'm stickin to that proper code.

Strapped up lock and load

ghost if that condom broke.

I ain't no baby father hoe, fuck that baby father shit.

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin thats a lot of spit

Hoe I got a lot of bread lot of whips lot of chicks

U can be demolished and be gone without acknowledgement.

This is how it gotta be this how I gotta live I don't care about your drive unless you talkn ridin dick.

U is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch know I am sick,

I am Sick of women treatin niggas like that lotto ticket

My shit ain't no scratch and win.

U just tryna get over so baby get over... here and get it open

get it open

get it open

Get, get, get it open....