Enemies With Benefits

She sits in bed with her halo crooked

She says she's never been in love before

She takes time to define what we'll never get

We're turning into enemies with benefits

Enemies with benefits[V1 - NATTI]

She the girl of my dreams, also my nigh**ares

Cus she be killin it, jigglin' in her nightwear

Between mean glances that we might share

The space between us is like a lightyear

All in my phone like she

AT&TAll in my

Facebook pretendin she me

Cus her "Not Hot" single friends feedin her nonsense

The ghetto's trying to kill me and my chick's an accomplice

With black gloves (black gloves) black mask (black mask)

Full lips (full lips) fat ass (I like that!)

Text messaging ridiculous comments

I'd have to wash my mouth out to read you the contents

She might literally love me to death

We had a stairway to heaven til'

I fell down the steps

Now I'm left with a pain in the neck

But she's my eye candy, the flavor

I savorAnd

I'm part Vader,

I think with my saber

I live in crazy town and

I'm married to the mayor[HOOK - KNO][V2 - KNO]

They call me

Lex, junior

Not Rex Lewismy ex like a six shot shooter - *** ruger

She's a *** cougarshe texts we bang everytime

I sit next to her

Man, she get me hard as steel,

I call her

X-RayPlus my ex bust her neck during *** play

I get the cleanest dome,

I mean it holmes

She never be at home but she never be alone

Her boyfriend is a punk, he rock a onesie

He think he fly, pullin' stunts in his undies

But she my kryptonite

I know...cryptic right?

I'm sitting back with a pipe getting ripped at night

On my window pane, the coldest rain

My enemy,

Miss Lois

Lane[HOOK - KNO][V3 - TONEDEFF]

She's a devil in a baby blue dress

Who I'm mentally redressing as an angel through ***

Who be testing my mettle - and yes, in a way,

I choose the stress

And I guess that

I settle cause

I'm a slave to huge breasts -

But itain't worth it.

Ask me again if my mind has changed on the situation in five days

And I couldn't say for certain,

And so we stay in this deranged arrangement

Nailing 'tween the breaks of these unwavering debates of 'who's thecrazy person'?

She got them ****-goggles on me

My judgement

Impaired like

I was drunk on kamakazi's riding a busted

KawasakiCallin the love doctor cause

I need a fix of this chick and it's sickening

Wish I could quit, but my **** is mixing the signals and ****t

Half of the time,

I see past all these disastrous signs

And half of the time,

I keep asking if

I'm happy to lie

If blame can be assigned, then

I guess I'll have to try this food for thought:

You can always see the shape of the pan in the pie

Savage desire in me to taste her loving/

So my piece of the mind will never turn into a baker's dozen.

I'm crumbling[HOOK - KNO]