Street Life]Excuse me gorgeous..Just maxin lookin for hoes y’know relaxinMet this redbone Jasmine midtown ManhattanShot a verb that tranked her nerves calm wordsMassaged the mentals made her pussycat purrSweet Love you look miraculous brown eyes passionateHigh cheekboned Tommy Girl cologne you smashin itJump in take a spin destination StatenI have you home by ten, Shorty started laughinShe replied, « Street, you ever ride while you drive? »I looked puzzled, and said, « Nah baby why? »She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress upCocked her legs, cold fucked my head upNow I’m deep in it, flyin past the speed limitOut of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin itDeep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokinLovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?[Cappadonna]Love is love Love, love is love LoveLove is love Love, love is love LoveWe connected like a train from the first ordealI stepped to her with the passion as I kept things realbut like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pantsI flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chanceShe said, « Ain’t you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan? »I said, « Yeah, mad gear plus the small white bandSweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I canSweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub »Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love[Method Man]It’s a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumedby the passion, slow jam tunes and body actionMy finger’s on the clit splashin, your pussy lipsgot you spazzin, love juices, marinatinin your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dadI love my women bad, w