Crunch Lo - Set Me Free lyrics

[Dom Pachino] Love could be beautiful, ain't it the sh** But when you fall out of love, ain't it a b**h? We used to be so deep in love, how did it switch? You used to do my laundry (you used to get my hair done) You used to light up my skies, sorta like a flare gun You used to be the bottom line, I couldn't compare none You know how I like my steak (medium rare, hon') You was loving the fact I cheffed it up in the kitchen My pink salmon, taste like Emeril did But the baby Dom P. did it, and don't you forget it I love your negligee, it was fishnetted Damn... you can so get it [Chorus: Nina] He's all I needed, (He's all I needed) He's all I needed, (He's all I need) He's all I needed, (All I need) He sets me free (he, sets me free) [Crunch Lo] Aiyo, hey pretty girl, my name is Crunch Lo I'm the dude from Staten Island with magnificent flow Pardon self if I'm rude, I just like what I see I hope you everything good that you appear to be You go to work, got kids, do you handle your biz? She responded "no doubt", from the whip to the crib Plus I don't strip for dollars, she corporate white collar I know I hit the jackpot as I soon as I hollered She was bad, chinky eyes, fat a** and nice thighs A mix black and boricua, fly mamacita Her past, I explored that out On the way to the telly where I wore that out A stallion from the Remy, she love the thug in me It's just a little respect, quote on quote to be polically correct I'm so s**, and my Bonnie, my mami, my Hillary Rod We won't fall out, like we Whitney and Bob, it's like [Chorus] [Nina] I can't imagine, we've been at this This ain't the only time, we've made up with a kiss Me being without you, is something I can't risk I need for him to see, that he's the only one for me [Dom Pachino] Yo, baby let me talk to you, before I tear ya back out I'm try'nna kiss and make up, this ain't no time to act out We both messed up, especially in the beginning We can both act a fool, today you're losing, I'm winning But, if I really walk out, you know what you'd be doing Soaking that pillow up, blowing my phone up For you being alone's rough, plus the rush that you get when I Get ya open and wet, I did sh** to ya that you never forget Straighten you out, like ya hair being washed and set, take your virginity While listening to Keith Sweat, you say there's other fish in the sea But you're still caught in my net