Let Me Watch (feat. Apani B.)

My cousin's friend's friend wanna meet me

Saw V on TV, said she needed a sweety

Heard he was the type to do her name in graffiti

And greet her with a kiss, straight gentlemanly stee, a G

Whatever's meant to be is meant to be

She can slip a smile that make a nigga flip wild

Herringbone Name Chain, diamond chips, crips style

With the matching bracelet, sweats with the K-Swiss

Athletic chick who run track: Hey, miss

Pleasure's all mine, please call me Vik

Okay, I did a full inspection

Head to toe, he rocked black denim

Flashed the grin, sweet as sin

Said to him: Hey, my name's Nikki

You're twenty minutes late and almost missed me

Turned off my CD, I was bumpin' vintage Biggie

Said: I love the way you smile, but your eyes look tricky

Yo, I gotta be home by 8:30 or my moms'll kill me

She spazzes out when I'm late, plus she says that I'm too young to date

So overprotective, I wish she'd take a sedative and shit

Yeah, but that's whatever, what's your perspective?

Tell me more about you, Vik

It's love at first sight, that's the proof

He wasn't out right too thirst, but in truth

Fresh as a mayflower, face like power

He had the green light, she asked him: What's the plan tonight?

Flavor of the night, Samsara and Fahrenheit

He talked, I listened, he listened, I spoke

We walked arm-in-arm and split a Cherry Coke

Spit religion and politics, Sega and chess

Roots and culture, hip-hop, skunk and cess

I caught him sneekin' peeks at my breasts

While frontin', name droppin' connects

First started out like she was just Vaughn's friend

Used to act grown for pretend, whisperin'

Speakin' on the phone, for hours on end

On a bone from just listenin', and then

Call me back, my mother home, spoke to tone, again

Call back and do the same thing tomorrow

If something don't give, I'll be forced to ignore her

Gettin' on my last nerves, forget it

All this talk and shit it and V ain't even hit it yet

It's uncharacteristic of the vet

Hickies on my neck, the whole last night, I couldn't sleep

Practice the words I used to greet you, the next time we meet

Think of you and feel heat, that make my cheeks blush

Close my eyes and feel your touch, get chills when you slip me tongue

Picture me with you, could my fantasies of teen love come true?

Got me wonderin', how far I'll go to prove my moms and everybody wrong

I miss you every time I hear a love song and whenever you're gone

Until I see you then I feel short of breath

I think maybe I'm ready, to take the next step

Bet, I got your cab fare, dinner and a movie

Bring a change of clothes just in case it's all groovy

Watch when I see you, I miss you a lot, yo

How about a nightcap, maybe a bottle of Moet?

So V can bite your titties like a baby toddler, ho

Oh no, you didn't! You called me a what? Don't make me wig out

How you gonna let some shit like that slip out your mouth?

If I was there, I'd smack you in your smirk, for actin' like a jerk

Thought you was cool, but now I doubt the shit is gonna work

I'm not hurt, I'm pissed off, kiss off, fuck this shit

I know I play too much

Hey, on the way, could you please pick up two Dutch?

Okay, peace, see you when you touch

I wonder if she ever had her cootie cat ate-ate

Vaughn can't wait to long-stroke it on the late-late

Wait, first, let's get this shit straight-straight

Don't call me out my name, I'm not the one to get played-played

Out niggas, go figure 'em out, they're all the same-same

With a lame-lame story, like my ex-man Mike

Got my best friend pregnant, and he's still tryin' to call me

Well, fuck Mike and fuck Vik too

I wound up on Prozac from all the shit he put me through

Only been off my prescription three weeks

And you got me flippin', rippin' my hair out

Never thought you'd treat me like a pigeon, I'm out

It's over, I'm gone, so long

I'd rather masturbate than fuck with Vik Vaughn

I'd rather masturbate than fuck with Vik Vaughn (let me watch)

I'd rather masturbate than fuck with Vik Vaughn

(Still, so, so, so what time you gonna be here, yo?)

(Aight? You know I'm gonna be waitin', yo, just holla and ring the buzzer)

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