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I love him, I place no one above him all the time,

while on his grind I wait.

I can't escape his glance.

I love him,from his throwbacks to his Tims,

and when he tries to floss his brims.

Damn,my baby is fine, yo, I mean one of a kind.

Sexy, this nigga sure perplexes me.

Is it destiny,that we're together?

Whether,I want to admit it or not,

this man is all I've got.

Hot, that's how he keeps it,

and he always greets it with full force.

See, yall think I'm talking about intercourse,

but really I'm speaking on how he loves me too.

From nothing our hearts grew.

I'll always have his back,

always take up the slack.

Even when days are grim,

I get by knowing that,

I love him.