Micah Midas - Jill

You Love
Our shit go deeper than your soul do
This ain’t nothing like your old dude
I swear you taste better than some soul food
I swear the loves better when it’s soulful
I told you
I treat you how I’m pose to
You ain’t nothing lesser than a fucking queen
It’s you and I vs the world
I’ll be damned if I let a bitch get in between
I got my eyes on you
I thank ya mama for them thighs on you
I swear there ain’t nobody as fly as you
You got me hyponitzed, by the way those hips move
And oh you found your groove
And I’m show you all the things a nigga wanna do
Oh I got so much fucking shit I gotta prove
Oh I got so much shit I gotta prove
And that’s becasue
You love me
You hold me
You ease me
You free me
You love me
You hold me
You ease me
But you free me too
You make me drop to my knees
You make me say please
I hate it when you tease
I hate and I love it
To my heart you got key
To my soul, you got the code
Let me be your hercules
Babygirl you know that it’s nothing
You got me floating like a butterfly
I know some things not to try
Cause you can sting a like bee
I fight like Ali, for you and I
You run my mind like suicide
I can’t rest in peace, if you ain’t next to me
That’s becasue
You love me
You hold me
You ease me
You free me
You love me
You hold me
You ease me
You free me too

Written by:
Micah Henry

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