Love Jones

C'mon Bobby, turn off that loud shit
 Damn, I wanna hear some slow shit that's gonna relax you
 You know, a nigga, knahmsayin'
 Goin' through all that shit in the streets 'n shit
 The hip-hop shit, only shit keep a nigga mind in
 I hear you but it's all about me and you right now
 Word, just take off your shirt
 'Cause I wanna massage your back and your shoulders
 My little buttercup, yaknahmean?
 You a buttercup girl
 Oh, is that right? Yeah
 Well, I got Love Jones for you
 Word, tell me about it
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you
 Yo, girl you shinin' like a brand new spankin' black glock
 Or a thousand hundred dollar bills inside a shoe box
 Exotic bird, special blend of selected fine herbs
 Make me wanna kick my bitch to the curb
 Shaped like a naked statue but look sacred
 Candy to a baby, y'know, I'm ready to take it
 She spread your wings like a peacock
 Girl you be the bomb and Bobby be shell shocked
 Behold as I shape and mold your formless globe
 Into a perfect O and breathe the breath of life into your nose
 With the fragrance of a fresh pink rose
 And stroll into your eyes, the windows to your soul
 And choose the best part, the dark pupil I chose
 Your heart was mutual, into the center I dove
 Backstroke in your abyss like a fish
 Countin' every thought and dream and wish, that exists within six
 She was filled with pleasures, of all measures
 But never took the time to discover, her own sunken treasure
 Unlock the jewelry box, knowledge rose to the top
 The distilled back in the fine mists, that gave birth to the crops
 And seas, that brought us together for the better
 We could never separate, so maintain your stormy weather
 So maintain the stormy weather
 Word up and let's walk these dogs together, boo
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you
 Yo, Power Equality, Allah C's everything, my queen
 Whattup Love, won't you just slide under my wings
 So we can take flight, to the edge of the night
 And like doves, we makin' love above the bright moonlight
 You know I fills you, so let my love pass and spill through
 Your sexual vessels, that bless you then fills you
 Up with the knowledge and wisdom you understandin'
 That bring forth the power, refines your whole planet
 She couldn't maintain this heavy slang that I dropped upon her
 She claimed it never rains, down in Southern California
 Bein' a black man is most prominent and all dominant
 I couldn't wait to get her home, so I could explore her dark continent
 And put my fountain between her hills and mountains
 Impingin' every square inch of her circumference, I was countin'
 Twelve trillion, four hundred and seventy-eight billion
 One hundred and eighteen million, four hundred thousand ways
 To make children, by buildin'
 Detected a fine mist but couldn't resist, I told her
 "You wanna travel inside my head and see if you could rise above six?"
 Then tilt her at the axis then bent her at her equator
 And stuck the diamond, might deep inside the crater
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you
 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones for you