My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like
She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find
She won't tell nobody what goes on in these walls
If they talked
They'd probably tell you all about love
My queen got machine gun hips
Better duck once they go off
Takes aim
No intentions to miss
Oh my
So help us all
And its close to a flight in the midst of neon lights
And my neighbors
They greet me with bags under their eyes
And they know why
My baby is a freak like me and she knows just what I like
She carries all the keys to the places that no one dares to find
She won't tell nobody what goes on in these walls
If they talked
They'd probably tell you all about love
Oh
Concubine
What are you made of
No resource on this earth is that soft
I swear by God you are an angel
Ironic how you help me raise hell
I let go
Surrender control
As she takes me for a ride
Hands in the air
We offer our souls
It's easy when she's on my mind
