(Verse 1)
Met my object of affection through a mutual friend
She complemented on my

Usual pants
Gave me a look of romance
And it wouldn't have took a game expert
To recognize she was making advances. recognize she was making advances
I mean the signs she was givin was too hot
Oshea ain't the type to be tied down but baby how can i not
Met alot of girls in the past that i thought was the one
But with them i
Could never see a son
Like im fucking dracula count on me
To fall the moves that if i had put on a girl im overstepping my boundaries
She touchin and biting and feeling whenever she round me
Even made me sit in
Her lap and all my n***as was clowning me