When you kiss me, 
I want you to feel the pain I feel when I'm not with you
That's how bad I miss you
Your lips...
They feel like, Cottonelle-Tissue
I just wish I could be with you
Better yet, under you
Or sometimes on top so I could smother you
If it was up to me
I would bottle you
Take you wherever I go so I wouldn't worry about you
That's how much I want you
I could go on and on about what I wanna do to you
But I wish you could do some things to me too
I don't care what you do
You could be rough
You could be soft
You could play around with my clothes til I tell you take em off
Just pour every piece of you inside of me
And like the sucker I am, I'll take you
And when were done making love and you fall asleep
I'll try not to wake you
Take advantage of you while you sleep
I hope I don't break you
With my intense jerking and tough biting
I hate when we fighting, just like I hate when you lying
But I don't trip, cause I be spying
Staring at your pics
Trying to make them come alive
The feeling you give me is exciting
The power you give me to say you're all mine
We could eat out or we could dine in
I can make you float or you can dive in
I just want you to keep striving to be with me
Tell me off, then fuck me to show who's Lion King
I know you're the man, but I don't mind providing
Or contributing to our lifestyle
You like Magnums but I don't mind using Lifestyles
As long as you don't give me a child...just yet, I bet
With all this up and down, round and round we making
One minute I got on clothes, the other you got me naked
As long as you give me time to make it
I'll continue to say your name, never fake it
But on the real, you have me contemplating
Thinking about Us, when it used to be Me
Putting aside I, so I could think about We
You taught me all that
And that ring on my finger, you bought me that
So never will I trade this gold for scraps of money
You already paid the cost
I may be the Queen, but you gon always be Boss
Always be Chief, Always be that Head Nigga in Charge
I might as well call you President
Complement your aura
Like Michelle complements Baracka
I'll be your Karma and you can be the wind chime above my bed
Spinning wistfully when I go to sleep
If you're at the top of the tier
Then I'll be your feet
I'll be whatever as long as your heart never lose a beat