[1]

It was a summer night and add Ingyedong to the setting
On the heels of the clicking, so we may know where we're heading
Not a spill on the drips and every purse stayed gaudy,
so we're all fashionably late to hit a "Thursday Party."

The YT Boys in here; three are having fun in low light
And meanwhile, I toe the line to low-ton some low-lifes,
So I deem it as copacetic; who would have known the second
That the vibe would reach a high when a set of gyopos had checked in, right?

And with their presence felt, I knew it, son
Movements calculated once heads caught them in unison
Me the same and there is not a way that I'm entitled,
But I couldn't help but peep this doppelgänger of an idol

I was checking miss; strange enough, I would feel an eye,
But I'm a pessimist thinking, "Not I. She's feeling 'I'"
A common testament; prospects prepping up to try to snatch her,
But I'm down for the count and can't let her supply the factor of this...



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It was a summer night; I was set on having my best and
That's when some delight made an everlasting impression
I guess some were right with the saying, "The treats you're set with
Can hit you the minute you least expect it"



[2]

She's the belle of this ball and the hopefuls are posted peeping her curves
Showing their alpha-males while I just keep it reserved
And observe; her gaze is but a confusing crosshair,
But theirs are locked in her approach as they all stare

And their nerves are tight as the approach they've been prepping,
But felt a loss of breath when in our zone she had crept in
I felt the infrareds through her Angel Grays,
Plus a tug on my wrist right after her faintest graze

Guided to the dance floor and floored every suitor with what had suited her
Lined her back well with my front and urged me to move with her
Serenity unflawed: her radiance is blurring out our radius
As I become assured with how this lady is

Nose in her neck all for the nectar of lust
Her voice in my ear is grateful for connecting this much
She put my hand on her heart and then she clutched it
Saying this is where she wants me 'cause she trusts it,

So luck hit on this...


{Chorus 2x}



[3]

Surprised with an early checkout; the homies set some screens on the play,
So there were less doubts; with fingers locked, she's leading the way
We hit the left route; onlookers spot temptation abroad
The neon paving the path as constellations applaud

Over time, the spectators would thin out
Round two was suspended just to play at the In-Out
Just to find ourselves without anyone or anything that could intervene
Thriving passion is our rising action as we cement the scene

Both of our forearms meet a shoulder
I'm back to necking at her nectar as her heron is a peach aroma
Chin up by fingers, her grazes gives me a shiver
Casting sin upon my lips to play Indian Giver

Being hovered upon, this Eve is equipped for dawn
Reached my ear with sealing words proceeding with the wrong:
"Let us live in our hearts and lust in light rhythms
And then die in these arms just to be revived in them on this..."


{Chorus 2x}