Ayanna Monet

It's just a love song You know If you're lucky in your lifetime Check it out You'll meet that one I did [ VERSE 1: J. Sands ] Yo, it was June 2nd, wisdom, you know the math In the lab with J. Rawls all night ready to craft See, I'm drivin down Penn. Ave. early morning Turned on the wipers cause it just started storming Without warning, my destination was the rest But first make a stop and get some sliced turkey breast From the deli, my stomach went 'errr' like Akinyele Parked the ride, went inside, rain pourin on my Pelle Dashin for the door, made it, soaken wet Drippin puddles on the floor as I walk into the door mad vexed I guess that was the reason why I slept Cause to my left I saw a sight that I'll never forget It was the illest silhouette, I could hardly see the flesh One quarter exposed, the other three fourths clothed In linen, now I seen women but this was like a goddess The oddest of situations, so much anticipation For real, I could feel as our eyes soon met Don't get me wrong, son, cause with shorties I'm like a vet But it wasn't the same, a introduction sparked the flame Poetically, without hesitation she said her name I was Ayanna Monet, just came to town yesterday from Atlanta, GA Wasn't plannin to stay no more than a week or two, maybe a month I couldn't front, aiyo, yo queen, I don't mean to sound blunt But if you have the time, I love to spend it, no harm intended She recommended for me to have my phone number extended On a piece of paper, so maybe she could call me later Actin all shy, blushin, adrenaline rushin as I'm walkin to the door Thinkin of the feelings that I never felt before, I adore mi amor A perfect combination, sparkle like a diamond And to top it off the sun started shinin [ Chorus: J. Sands ] Ayanna Monet A girl I met around the way Ayanna Monet I think about her everyday Ayanna Monet The name I just can't help to say Ayanna Monet Ayanna Monet Ayanna Monet [ VERSE 2: J. Sands ] Later on I'm at the rest listenin to Quest Dig it, wide awake, can't sleep, shortie got me ???? I got so used to all these Daisy Duke freaks That when earth took position I stopped, looked and listened I'm on a mission, somethin like an expedition To catch the next edition of Miss Monet's wishings A movie, a dinner, I don't know, I'm waitin By the phone, just turned on a Sony PlayStation Anticipatin the next time I'll speak To the miss elegant, unique beauty, petite It's deep, her mystique was magnifique, in fact It sent me back, reminiscin over jazz tracks At that second the phone rang, now I'm checkin The caller identification for information The number I didn't recognize off top So I answered the telly cool like Arthur Fonzarelli Yo, whaddaya know, it was the lady named Ayanna Paused like a coma - far from drama For the words that were spoken, I knew I had her open And she felt the same, so it was peace, no game I had to spark the flame, so I cordially invited, her On a late night tour through Pittsburgh We drove up the [Name] Shore wile she told me more And how around me she felt secure What was in store? I didn't know and really didn't care Cause this here was a power move, soon the hour grew Late, wait, she's tellin me that she's gonna be back In a month if we want we can relax and see if feelings remain Sustain through the distance, time, it blew my mind When she said she want my kinds and help me make my next dime Tell me Ayanna Monet isn't mine Come on [ Chorus ]