Jamal Rashon - Exotic Destinations

Exotic destinations
Where you wanna go
Anything you dream
I can take you there
Wherever, whenever, it's whatever
Just take my hand baby girl
And walk with me
Let's take a journey
Won't wast your time telling you what I wanna do for you
Actions speak louder than words, I think it's best I show you
First things first, pack ya bags, grab enough for a week
And wear your red dress, I love the way it shows your physique
Grab your passport, car waiting to take us to the airport
Take this for private jet lag, that's what it's there for
Just sip on your champagne and stair out the window
Try to relax yo brain, take a breath of indo
We land in foreign land, then hop in Lamborghini
Cute in your bikini sipping on dirty martini
Head to the Presidential Suite to get freshened up
Handful hallucinogens, getting messed up
Took you out this world on a psychedelic trip
Feels like we standing on a cloud, automatic flip
Venture off, tropical forest, exotic destination
Communication with nature, hypnotic conversation
What you got going on
Yea, you ain't never seen the stars like that before have you
Depends on what stars you talking about
Yea that shits something else ain't it
Okay
You ain't never swam with the dolphins before
You talking about them blue dolphins
Yea we can do that too
Come on baby
Yea fasho
I'm ready, let's do it
It's whatever
Let's go
Let's wake up today and get a late start
Let you lead the way, you can be the Matriarch
Ayahuasca tea and I see you rolled a fresh spliff
Curiosity, is ya cat trying to be messed with
We did foreplay for hours and had a threesome
At least six or seven times you both made me come
I love how you invited a friend to this experience
I guess you and the stewardess had similar interest
Scuba diving in a cave, exotic restaurant
Walls crystal chandelier, tantalizing ambiance
The fragrance of ya pheromones quickly changed my appetite
Ordered sweets to go, kinky seductions what an alpha like
Snuck on a private yacht, we made ourselves at home
Camera ready, porn flick in Master Stateroom
We left a mess of them sheets there now didn't we
And made memories, lived out our freaky fantasy
God damn, that was crazy
Yea I ain't never did nothing like that before
Foreal
Awe hell naw, you on some wild shit
Damn
I think I kinda like you
Well thank Kimberly too
Yea that shit was wild wasn't it
Okay, let's do it again, what's up
I mean, yea, yea we can do it again
Okay, what you got
I got you didn't I
You don't even gotta worry about that
You crazy
Crazy like a fox
Okay
Yea it's all good
You got me, I got you
Fasho
You know
Yea

Written by:
Jamal LaChapelle

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