Nefertitti Avani - Feel Surreal lyrics

Verse 1 He my king Oh he THAT ni**a Im drunk cuz HE iS my LIQUOR Come CARESS my woman FIGURE Touch of you MAKEs ME FEEL RICHER Epitome of enigma Understanding the agenda Im wearing satin magenta Put his finger the trigga I don't think he scared to shoot n***a bout to ally oop We got ties like business suits Warm me up like chicken soup Navigate my avenues Saturate my pixels Isolate my mental Love all his potential Bold print his credentials My dirty thoughts pollute ya My right hand salutes ya Observation astute Ya hindu kamasutra I call papa ganoosh ta Get the party started Pop a couple bottles Hook Make it feel surreal (repeat) Verse2 He's my king oh he's that n***a Im big deal he makes me bigger He consolidates my picture Touch of you makes me come quicker Contradiction of the stigma Understanding the agenda Im wearing power, no pressure He can take me any measures I know he ain't scared to boss n***a bout to administrate He got rope he pulling rank Cut up like sumbody shanked Straight up like im pullin plank I love em' more than lindsay drank Don't cut me lose for heavens sake Ill give him whatever it takes U give me gold I must equate How bout I put this lil thang on ya make it earthquake Mind body spirit tho Ain't talking just physical Elastic love Love is my creed Cum in the garden Plant the seed of miracles Fixate on my fixture Ill render your fix The fixings in my existing reminiscent Of your reasons for oblidging to bells and whistling The charm to charm me Submissive to the addictive administration of s**ual articulation is adhesive What up with that mind f** I need a scholar nut Deep up in my brain guts So deep it make ya thoughts bust Ya penetrating vortexes Satisfy my complexes Catch me when I digress Fantasies aren't far fetched He's next to me, I'm living in it Kindred spirits Kindled flames Christened covers And for this caboose I call papa ganoosh ta Get the party started Pop a couple bottles Hook Make it feel surreal