Nightgowns

There was something 'bout her face
 Something 'bout the way they would taste
 Lick her lips after slipping everything she should've say
 And saying everything that couldnt wait
 Saying wouldn't it be great
 A little bait heard a little late
 Trying to be finding me cause im a slipper on a date
 Saying wait, the day will break
 Trying to play it straight
 But she be saying wake me up at eight
 Now im talking late
 Jack way back when I get eczema on my elbows
 Before she found shelter in the shelt holes
 We felt those, lows
 That hevean in the hell holes
 Waiting for a situation saying we should show those feelings
 We're feeling, cause I dont get no Es in the evening
 Release when Im dreaming
 And she would say she cant believe what shes reading
 Cause everthing i write has been misleading, she needs
 It be the friday night
 Filling it with fifa
 Slum village sleeping through the speaker
 I need her
 Deeper than the reasons had to leave her
 But she aint thinking 'bout me I aint thinking 'bout her neither either
 Believe her or let it go
 It seems the latter looks like losing over setting stone
 Best to bell her phone
 I'd rather see her but shes never home
 So I start to moan all alone
 Grab her breath and groan speak after the tone like
 Yo its me what you saying
 Its been a week I was playing
 I know this isnt good for you but another night your staying
 So help me Im just tryna find a way
 It ain't to early morning lay it low
 They say the situations straying
 Your the player now you're praying no more
 What you playing those for
 I played my cards right, twice, for nothing
 Now I ain't waiting no more
 She needs it (Ah-ah she needs it)
 She needs it (Ah-ah she needs it)
 She needs it (Ah-ah she needs it)
 She needs it
 She needs it (Ah-ah she needs it)
 She needs it (Ah-ah she needs it)