My little Addiction

You steal my attention time, and time again,
My eyes will not divert from you my friend
As I sit here used to just drinking alone
I find myself, double checking my phone
without a doubt, I feel it in my bones,
it hits different, not supposed to
like Mary Jane, and her girl Caine
rolled up, and leaning like a football blue
I never really look, but damn look at you
mmmm, I just want a sample,
and a chaser too....
 
The only way to describe the vibe
the way your body is designed
you cause a fire above my thighs
that is why I always divert my eyes  
Pure Patron, Neat, never mixed
even your shadow deserves compliments
and using all my discretion
to not stare when you stepping...

Like a hangover, like a withdrawal,
I think I have them all
Like a fix, like a hit, that has my whole body whipped
I guess, getting caught up in your rapture is my fate
Like something you know you shouldn't taste
With no hope for a prescription for this addiction
don't know if I can I take it, to tell the truth
eye candy I should not do
I promised to never try anything new....
can I have like one piece of it?
to calm my desires of my sweet tooth
 
Now when your movements are like a Ginuwine song,
attitude, nice, and I know there is more hiding
It’s that’s info, nice and slow
I want to spend nights with you providing

See I just hope you're listening,
There is nothing like what I think I am missing
Your love Jones is hitting,
uncut, and freely given
and that’s my addiction...