Lovin' U

[Buddha Monk] Excuse me, baby, can we talk for a minute? I got something to say, I hope that you wit it What's ya name love? Hah, they call me Daddy Warbucks Bad under the collar, a king sex driver I'm digging you, lord, I wanna twist ya fruits Clinch let too, buy you a house or two You're a boogaboo, thug love, sugar in cup How many lumps does it take, baby, to get to your love Until the ends of time, girly, I truly adore you Applaud you, lady, for the way that you walk too Let it be known, this cat, is bad to the bone Missing one thing, baby, that's burn through ya rug Ya feeling my love? [Chorus: Buddha Monk] Loving you, baby, it ain't a thing And do you, love the way I swing my thing [Buddha Monk] What's ya preference, baby, of a man, hold you tight? Cook you breakfast in the morning, with the eggs just right I'm out of that type, it's thug love, skip the back rubs Hot sex on the platter, where it's at, it doesn't matter Fact is, when I'm done, you sweaty and breathless Wreckless, nipples harder than Led Zeppelin The kind of love read in books by L. Hardbird The outer cover reads, how to nut inside her A breaker breaker ride her, B.D. up in wide, her Then dine her, to a place with cheesburgers and fries where You all that I need, I be there for you As long as you keep it tight, I'll be there for you You feeling me, boo? [Chorus]