i told you NO, would you prefer me to tease you?
dig my scent in your nose and threaten to please you
tell you how i'll break you down and slurp you up
when your mouth and mind are still not formed enough to sip my cup
sorry boo my man takes the place you inquire to fill
and i can't lose ecstacy for foolish thrills
i'm flattered that you think of me
when you let your urges be free
distance is its sole appeal
cuz what you feel can not be real
coming out of your lip
with the feelings of your hip
clouds explanations and spell binds the mind
builds imagination to see what you find
but honey you will not get down wit my grind