Yellow Lines

It feels alright
So just lay back into the night
But dont lose sight
Make sure you watch those Yellow Lines
Im DUI in her eyes, but ******* tapping the brakes
Lets shorten up the time fantasy take
Stroke her ego slow til her vanity quake
Satin hair, silk skin, wet panties and lace, the
Fabric of love, the thrill of the chase
Blunted, lovin the highway, spinnin in place
My hands are *** Pistols, strapped to her waist
Strange fruitin lip gloss, try and savor the taste
We can both play games, exchange fake names
Paint pictures of lust using both our frames
Remain unaware of the spell you under
Prisoner of love when given my cell number
High off love, lust in your joints
Kiss and tellin the tale of our *** exploits
Yo relation*******p sank out to sea
Now you floating on driftwood behind ******* with me
It feels alright
So just lay back into the night
But dont lose sight
Make sure you watch those Yellow Lines
I put a spell on them hoes
I have em in the corner on Patron at the shows
I can tell when they aint from around here
The spell start working when my finger say come here
Im not a pimp, Im not a trick
But please believe me I can have any *** ****
They call me short, dark and handsome
Kidnap your girl, send your man a little ransom
(Hey) Hey! Im making major moves, wont you holla back
Hoes twisting my hair with some o that beeswax
At the club she say she dont dance
But she bouncing on that hot thang in my pants
Ya got money, take her out tonight to eat
She coming over after you finish with the Applebees
Bobby said slow down, I say go slow
Im the reason she dont ******* witchu no more
Im the reason for her being on the pill
Im the reason Sir Charles had to chill
To get her freaky dont need a bottle o gin
And we be ******* like the world bout to end
Ey, I put a spell on them hoes
Forgive me Lord, but Im hell on them hoes
Yeah, I put a spell on them hoes
Forgive me Lord, but Im hell on them hoes
Hey, I put a spell on them hoes
Forgive me Lord, but Im hell on them hoes
I just, I put a spell on them hoes
Forgive me Lord, but Im hell on them hoes, hell on them hoes
She used to call me late at night
Didnt take long to see that we were a-alikes
On the same page, just couldnt get it right
McIntosh of my eye, let me take a mega bite
I cordially invite you to come take a ride in my thoughts
Switch memory lanes while we dreamin, wanderin
And in return Ill strip my inhibitions
And go skinny dipping in your stream of consciousness
She said it sounds tempting
And I dont want to catch feelings
But this urge is calling me bad
I said well suga, if ya worried bout catching feelings
Chances are you already have
And theres no need to deny ourselves
I mean, lie to each other and deprive ourselves
Denials not a game Im prepared to play
So I express things most *******s scared tosay
Put a spell on em, Forgive me Lord but Im hell on em
Baby we grown folk, So let me longstroke
And send em back to they man with my smell on em
Let me be quiet before I tell on em
It feels alright
So just lay back into the night
But dont lose sight
Make sure you watch those Yellow Lines