Sweet Love - Method Man, Cappadonna, Streetlife

Excuse me gorgeous.

Just maxin lookin for hoes y’know relaxin

Met this redbone Jasmine midtown Manhattan

Shot a verb that tranked her nerves calm words

Massaged the mentals made her pussycat purr

Sweet Love you look miraculous brown eyes passionate

High cheekboned Tommy Girl cologne you smashin it Jump in take a spin destination Staten

I have you home by ten, Shorty started laughin

She replied, Street, you ever ride while you drive?

I looked puzzled, and said, Nah baby why?

She pressed up, grabbed my dick, threw her dress up Cocked her legs, cold fucked my head up Now I’m deep in it, flyin past the speed limit

Out of control, still whippin it, steadily hittin it Deep strokin, one hand on the wheel, blunt smokin

Lovin how it feel, Sweet Love you got me open, what?

Love is love Love, love is love Love

Love is love Love, love is love Love

We connected like a train from the first ordeal

I stepped to her with the passion as I kept things real

but like, sex was on my mind like, cum was in my pants

I flashed my fronts on her, like if I had a chance

She said, Ain’t you Cappadonna from the Wu-Tang Clan?

I said, Yeah, mad gear plus the small white band

Sweet Love, I want your pussy can I be your man?

Stripped to the bare essentials let me fuck you if I can

Sweet Love, from your nipples to your pussy nub

Sweet Love, love is Love, love is love Love

It’s a full moon, we in the bedroom, thoughts consumed

by the passion, slow jam tunes and body action

My finger’s on the clit splashin, your pussy lips

got you spazzin, love juices, marinatin

in your satins, sexy ass, I get some like my old dad

I love my women bad, with just a little touch of class

Youse the Star by far, look at you Ma Shake your thang-thang girlfriend, you SheShe Lefrea!

Whattup, went to beat it up, I’m not the one to eat it up but the type to hit it raw dawg and seed it up We talk without sayin nuttin, you told me if I came through

you’d gimme som’in, now we lockin ass

Pullin hair and talkin trash, how you like it slow or fast?

She said, I like it when it last

No doubt, you got the best trout there can be Not an everyday, average, Chicken of the Sea, candidate for H.I.V.

You’d rather deal with monogamy

Queen to be held, Black Mahogany

You’re bout to bust damnit, sugar walls comin down

Now you can’t stand it, you’ve been touched

That’s when I felt the blood rush

Gettin closer and closer with every thrust, take me there

Volcano’s about to erupt, I love you much

Watch these rap niggaz get all up in your guts