It’s a dark night, in the city
We in the mood
I got cash We got cash
So we press the uber
Bright lights
Pre-game with a few joints
Now we at the bar
Blue thing they call it kitcheners
Am so high, maybe tipsy but I don’t know
But I see them eyes look in my direction so I move
Am trynna make it through the crowd my drink is spilling over shoes
I see the finish line, beautiful smile am so dizzy
A tattoo on her chest of a yellow daisy and a dollar sign
Some dark clothing
Black lipstick on her tall glass
Few cuts on her wrists
I noticed that when she caressed my face
But this is not the type of night for pillow talks
Or deep conversations about her life or where she been and what she doing
I am tipsy she is tipsy that’s a f#cking combination
She asked me what’s my sign
I couldn’t help it I had to tell her
I am in love with big t#tt#es
So I guess my sign is cancer
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Music banging the speakers
Vibrations on my chest
Am looking deep in her eyes
But her eyes are looking through me
She held my hand like she know me
Like she been here before me
I see the grieve in her eyes
Like she been here too long
She said she is spiritual started talking bout energies
She said she looked at me attracted like flowers do bees
I put my hands on her waist and she moved them through her thighs
I swear to God her skin is softer than some baby bums
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She said f#ck it look it’s 2AM let’s take it home
And yes ofcause am obliged
We clicked and got a ride
She laid on my shoulder
And told me how she felt about me
I felt so bad cos all I wanted was a night to smash
We finally got home and she started feeling comfortable
Push me to the bed
And handle my stick like a shepherd
Told me that she love me
I felt surprised when I felt the same
I thought the liquor might be talking it just cannot be
Now it’s the morning
I woke her up when am yawning
She looks a Lil different
Lesser confidence without the dark
Baby how you feeling
She said n#gg# what you talking about
Last time that I checked this was a dark night no strings attached
Tried to grab her hand when we left the apartment
She feeling skeptical
She talking sober acting tough
She trynna prove a point
Acting like a bad b#tch like she was never vulnerable
Type of city girls that be acting like they don’t catch feelings
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