THE LOOK OF LUST

The look of lust is in your eyes

A look that you just, can't, can't disguise

The high's I get into, are my demise,

Why would I let myself, fall into you're lies

 

Say she hate it when I'm super faded

Know that only notice her body rather her conversation

Rushin', lustin' sexual favors when the hours chasing

Midnight at 2 pm, a vampire in Jordan laces

Prey on the blood of the promiscuous

Panties on the premises, pantry full of condoms

Fuck your conscious, let's get intimate

She said, "Baby boy slow down

You know I move with diligence

You think that I'm a ho' now and strip me from my innocence?"

Hmm...She was older, she was colder than the rest of 'em

Lurkin' over my shoulder, temptation getting the best of her

So much...I never knew how to touch a real woman

"Logan, I want you to make me feel something."

Pulled down my pants and then she glanced at me with a smirk

Repeatedly shook my hand I said, "What's wrong should I kiss it first?

I can do that I won't complain"

She said, "That ain't a problem I'm wet

But first you gotta fuck my brain like a surgeon

Get your mental working

Like a 9 to 5, before we get it live and close the curtains."

I thought a massage was all I need

Now proceed if it's worth it

Or leave if it's urgent

For you to rendezvous, I know your needs have a purpose

Cause I have feelings too

And you have feelings, but that's only in your teeth when they're hurtin'

I started laughin'

She pulled my card like pitty-pat

Pity the fool for any kitty-kat, it's the look of lust

 

The look of lust is in your eyes

A look that you just, can't, can't disguise

The high's I get into, are my demise,

Why would I let myself, fall into you're lies