Brian Fresco - Shooter lyrics

We was ona dinner date she ordered Chardonnay I ordered minute maid Had a wood the whole time cuz her leg was like a inch away Staring in her face she kept a smile thought I was innit mayne Still can feel those lavender kisses like it was yesterday Lot to say our conversations growin more intricate Tryna find a way to finagle a f**in escapade Pouring out her problems told her I could be that getaway Got me back up in her place no wasted time just penetrate Feelings we incinerate my dick was best friends with her face I almost fell in love until she hit me with that getting late My face dropped I can't believe she tryna say she needed space Well actually I couldn't stay because her man was on his way I threw my pride on and laced bak up my dignity Drove home with nothing on my mind but "is she feel in me?" Thought myself to sleep awoke the next day in disbelief Tried to dial her up only to hear the disconnection beep Oh well hopefully il see her in the street and hopefully we'll get to speak I'll show her how sh** 'posed to be Hopefully she'll speak back and hopefully come home wit me Matter fact I'll practice now approaching with integrity