Telepathy

On my mind from 9 to 3
You hit my line as crossed my mind telepathy
Rounds tonight mama no whistle no referee

I pull up to the crib you embrace callin me daddy, ass swinging like a golfer
I vouch to be the caddy
We hit the bed laughs turn into moans, no disturbances baby turn off ya phone

Tellin me go deeper screams and yells she provockin
Hair tied up, now hands not the only thing got you chockin

Ima dog diving deep bout die in a cat I guess
I'm a martyr

You ready for round 2, so I see you wanna take this journey farther

On my mind from 9 to 3, you hit my line as crossed my mind telepathy
Rounds tonight mama no whistle no referee

On my mind from 9 to 3, you hit my line as crossed my mind telepathy
Rounds tonight mama no whistle no referee

Fye brain keep the fire goin, been here for to long
The vibe is soakin shit gettin to deep, now you rubbin a nigga back with lotion

Think you got a spell on nigga, tell me where you hid the potion
Roll up a blunt, now these movies scenes movin in slow motion

No juevenile
The waves hittin this boat hard damn make it hard to steer in this ocean