Need Some Quiet

(album: The Drought Is Over Part 4 - 2007)

Mama you wine fine
Mama you, mama you
Mama, mama you wine fine
We need some quiet time
Mama you wine fine
Mama you wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time

I get, I get
I, I, I get so deep in that pussy, I touch the back of your soul
You got a man, I bet I can make you pack up and roll
Yeah, let's ride like we attached to the road
And if we on the same track, I hope we crash and explode
Yeah, where do the passionate go
I beat it up forever, girl I'll take a national oath
Nobody know what goes on behind the latch on the door
And if you throw it to me baby, I will catch it and score
Yeah, yeah
I beat that
I be running right when she call me
She got that shit I just can't avoid
She so addictive
And she know that I do anything that she tell me
I am her personal sex toy
And then, I pop the bottle of that Cris
I had a glass, she had a glass
I had a glass, she had a glass again
You know, then she was ready, got to it
One time, two times, hit me up and I tap that ass again
And I told her

Mama you wine fine
Mama you, mama you
Mama, mama you wine fine
We need some quiet time
Mama you wine fine
Mama you wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time

Say girl
I see you walking like the cameras on you
I love your back shots
I'm like a crackhead, and you got your crack out
See, we got chemistry baby, we like cat and mouse
You blow my brains out, I blow you back out
Now what is that about
You got me sweating you so hard I'm 'bout to pass out
And we could do it on the beach, in the grass house
Say, we could do it on the beach, in my glass house
Uh-huh
I know what I'm doing, I'm on it until the morning
Hop on it until it's foaming, I bone it better than homie
I want it better than homie, come on get on this pony
I put my name on it, I own it
That's right
Pin you to the wall, give you couple of back bites
Give you couple of thigh bites
Then here comes the highlight
I could make you act right
Take a ten minute break, then get back right
And then I told her

Mama you wine fine
Mama you, mama you
Mama, mama you wine fine
We need some quiet time
Mama you wine fine
Mama you wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time

Yeah, I told her
Your mama gotta be a model, or something
And if you was a wine bottle, I'm drunk
She dancing on me like it's just us
Girl, you could make a nigga pay your rent for six months
Shyeah, I ain't lying girl
I could make your little pussy start crying girl
You on fire, girl
You know the fireman could put out the fire, girl
Are those apple-bottom jeans you're wearing?
She said these is Donna Karen
So tight, she can't even let air in
Man, I swear, I saw a blind man staring
No lie, and I hope she take her clothes off
So we can do it 'til we doze off
We fall asleep with our clothes off
When we wake up, we pick up where we left off
And then I tell her

Mama you wine fine
Mama you, mama you
Mama, mama you wine fine
We need some quiet time
Mama you wine fine
Mama you wine fine
And on the hush hush
We need some quiet time