Sefa M - Talk To Me (All That Matters Remix) lyrics

[1st Verse] I don't really know what to call it but I dare If yo body was a drink I'm alcoholic when you near Baby solemnly I swear, take those problems that you pondering and pardon me but this no apology baby yeah Lemme get into that mind of yours and mine a bit it's golden I'm not playing I'm not coaching I'm just saying while I'm holding Yo attention, girl you knowing What you got on me is potent What you got is so damn dope I wanna roll you up and smoke it Take this here and fold it Save it for a rainy day Remember every word so if you lose it never fades away I want you in a major way And don't care what a hater say If you give me yo time just put on me not no flavor flav Time with you I savor it my favorite Don't know what to call it ain't no worries ain't no labeling Just promise me you with me and Im returning the favor Lemme love you like a neighbor while I fold you like that paper Swear to god you got me sweating bullets Girl I got vests and armored vehicles you best to cool it Cupid don't do it see she got me she the next to pull it Undress that neck and let me wet that with saliva fluids Ooh girl I'm chilling let's do it holup [Bridge] I said I don't really know what's going on here But I could tell you one thing girl you belong here Baby I don't know, what you going through But we can do it together That's only if you want to We can go do whatever baby Take a shot, if you wanna Take a hit, of Marijuana Do whatever, that you feel will ease your mind And we won't stop, no we won't And girl don't drop, yo focus Stay with me right here for the rest of the night And sit back, and relax (yeah) Girl talk to me, I talk back (yeah) X2 [2nd Verse] Holup wait a minute Lemme put that pimp in Swear I chase her like the doh and no that isn't Homer Simpson Gotta play that special zone I'm talking spy on Russell Wilson Cuz she quick to get to dipping so I'm blitzing in my vision What I'm fixing in my kitchen Like that gravy mash and biscuits Cuz she all up in my bed I need that breakfast when we finished Gotta less than three her image And I ain't no mathematician But I compliment her angles now she right for that division Now we riding baby feeling all that wind within, my penmanship Endangering her comprehension Still she speak so condescending She got me locked just like the prisons that those cons attending But still I'm watching like a racists cautious shop attendant I said I don't really know what's going on here But I could tell you one thing girl you belong here