Your style is da bomb
eye contact dangerous riot,
hey what the hell is going on!
Everybody is shouting
I serve to protect
but every part of me is framing
Just so I can lay my weapons down
and let you go, do your crime

You're a thief in night
I wake up in a cold sweat
You escape with my dreams, out the window
You climb down
the loot in your arms aint no stereo and tv, gold or watch,
honey My thoughts and my heart
is at stake
you can get paid plenty
amma tell you that before you go and spend it
To know what's your twenty
I have to stay Sharp, stay Sharp

Word on the street: “You're a suspect”
and I wanna be the officer in the investigation
I want your confession
you into me too
confess
I want your confession
Baby confess
I've got my eyes on you
Your fingerprints right here, right here
You're my investigation
My life long journey

 
Oh with that booty, shorty
all the evidence point in your direction
Separate you from your crew and I knew
I wanna be into you like religion
pray to grant your wishes with my lips and kisses
my hands and my soul when you urge for me, is too strong
come down on your earth from space
and shower you with heavenly love and affection
Served deep within your ocean

 
I'm down on my knees
No need to frontin
I'll come and stop ya
When You overstep the border
This is where I draw the line
Permission to "Stop you right there"
Hands up, handcuff your thoughts
body check
what you hiding under your sleeve?
inside your chest?
Give me that kiss! Give me that kiss!

Confess, confess!

/K