(phone conversation between mac and a girl)
Mac: wassup girl? whats happenin with ya?
Girl: nothing
Mac: chillin huh?
Girl: yeah
Mac: well look, you know why I called you over here huh?
Girl: why?
Mac: you know whats happenin. you aint gotta be shy.
Girl: whats happenin with you?
Verse 1:
Yo yo yo
Arriving at my back door, silk dress hit the floor
Second time around she want more, I got it instore
Jazz flowin in the back drop, I hit the jackpot
She went to yellin mac stop,
But thats a contradiction, I can feel it in your friction
Your finger nails full of my skin, but its a sin,
Cause everything good is bad for ya
In the sheets, nothing but heat,
Satisfing you, you satisfy me, its like the ? ? ? speaks
And I dont wanna end it,
Its kinda cool how are bodies blended, a third time is recommend
But you my woman so its no guilt, we lay between the silk chillin
Its over but we still trippin off the feelin
Im a soldier, so I hold ya, them three words is what I told ya,
You smiled and tell me about the next time you coming over
See your mind is what Im really sexin,
Your body just a source of erection, and plus I use protection
You never worry about the chicks approaching me at my show,
I be polite but you know I aint really scoping them hoes
You never with another nigga cause you be with me,
And thats the way is supposed to be,
I got you in mind when you aint close to me
And thats love.
Chorus -1: (sons of funk, (ms. peaches)) x2
You would like to go war with me
Cause I can hear that pussy callin me
Inside your love is where I wanna be
(would you like to come inside of my life? )
Verse 2:
Yo, yo, yo, yo, check it
You think about mac between blinks,
Rub your hand through my kink, and tell me how your day went
Us againist the world, me and you girl
Go together like diamonds and pearl, a camoflague and war
I met ya through this chick Im cool with so you gotta be real
And I can tell through the way that we chill
I can deal with cha, be real with cha, as we rise and shine,
Spending time like a 3 to 9
We in the park in the dark reminsicing and shit, kissing and shit,
Actin like stress aint existing and shit
And uh, I hit the cat I aint know how to act,
Spary painted on the wall so-and-so love mac
And thats love
Look
Chorus -2 (ms. peaches)
Would you like to go to war with me?
I can hear your body callin me
Between my hips is where you wanna be
Would you like to come inside of my life?
Would you like to come inside of my life?
