Your Time

(Jordan Lewis)

A modern day Cater 2 U type of song about a womans confession and one on one time with her man and all the intimate things she does for him out of love

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Grip around my wrist I know you feeling it 
Choke hold I submit because you killing it 
Broke bones and I weep but don't stop hitting it 
You get in it 
This ain't no average wrap my legs around split on it  
Pink pigment  
Gone head spit on it 
Resuscitate this back to life then back to pillaging  
 
No I don't need no space you are my ride or die 
How the fuck you gone ride if we ain't side by side 
You my G thang I'm yo boo, so ain't no need to hide 
All them things you never got to say, let's make the time 
It ain't shit to take the time, cancel all my plans and close the blinds 
Light a candle 
Spark the tray 
Anything I can do to put a smile on your face 
On my hands and knees  
Every wish is my command if you decree  
Gone head set it up baby I'm in route to recieve  
Because  
 
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Love I love I love I love I love you 
And I-  
Don't see a future that as bright as the one with you 
I- 
Don't want to be alone tonight I want you 
I- 
Know I know I know I know I know 
What you're thinking 
 
So be the one I'm holding close for true 
Because the only one I'm holding close is you 
Lay yo head down on my chest and let me be your diary 
Don't know why you keep acting out when the one prescribed is me 
Sometimes you kill me softly with the things you say  
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