She was in my math class/Long hair, brown skin with the fat ass/Sat beside me, used to laugh at mad jokes/The teacher always got mad so we passed notes/It started off so innocent/She had a vibe and a nigga started diggin' it.
"Turn that shit down!"
I was a youngin' straight crushin' tryna play this shit cool.
"First of all, don't ever refer to any J. Cole song as 'shit' again, especially if the sentence is directed to me." I sassed giving him a 'try me bitch' look.
But a nigga couldn't wait to get to school.
"There ya go soundin' all white and shit. I think I actually see ya skin goin' all pale and shit." He smirks at me.
'Cause when I seen 'em thighs on her.
"Try saying a sentence without ending it with shit and maybe then I'll take you seriously." I rolled my eyes with a smile.
and them hips on her.
"I'm just sayin', man. This song makes me wanna get freaky." Marcus look me up and down while biting his lip.
and them lips on her.
I raise an eyebrow.
Got me daydreaming, man what.
"Stop playing, man."
"I'm thinkin' how she ride on it, if she sits on it, if she licks on it." Marcus raps along while licking his lips. "Make it hard for me to stand up."
"If you think that seducing me will make turn it off-"
"As time goes by, attractions gettin' deep." Marcus pulls me on top of him and I squeal. "Wet dreamin', thinkin' that I'm smashin', but I'm sleepin'." His hands on my hip as he pushes them down on him.
I reach out to get my phone and changed the song. Keep ya head up by Tupac started playing and I lowered the volume a bit.
"That wasn't so hard?" Marcus chuckled under me.
"No, but you are." I smirk wiggling in his grasps as he breathes out.
COMING SOON
