Текст песни CRAVE (feat. Brother Jon) - Orlando Watson

Postponed at the Austin airport expecting your Texas
Scheduling sex and seeking babysitters to watch the son
So we can move beneath the moon and star in our own flick
So you send pics
Meant to tie me over
Repurposing emojis that
Toy with my emotions
Solely devoted
To plant eggplants and peaches
In a text until our thread feels more like a market
And I feel
I feel God in your garden
Whenever you pardon my mistakes with parted legs
Which lead me to still waters
That still stir my spirit
Stilettos hold your golden calves and call for worship
So I praise the pavement that you parade on
Fully persuaded
That my palette was established for your PH balance
So straddle
If you so please
And I'll proceed to paddle
While you teeter on my teeth

I'm craving you like my favorite food
We gone need silverware for two
Let me take a bite
Quench my appetite
I can be your menu
Tell me what you like
Craving you like my favorite food
We gone need silverware for two
Let me take a bite
Quench my appetite
I can be your menu
Tell me what you like

Our conversation continued in the kitchen at your convenience
Over cops of coffee that caused me to
Offer you excess sugar
Ensuring you'd cream when the time came
So I kept kisses stashed in cupboards
Forking over foreplay as we pleased
Proceeding to spoon beneath the moonlight like
Can I bite if the pressures right
Supply sauce for your breast or thighs
And we can just wing it
Until our legs cramp, eat crab and crack lobster tails until
Our hearts' content
As I sit at your table of contents and sip
With persistence
Until you spill and spread across countertops
Quicker than picker uppers
Can cover the mess we make

I'm craving you like my favorite food
We gone need silverware for two
Let me take a bite
Quench my appetite
I can be your menu
Tell me what you like
Craving you like my favorite food
We gone need silverware for two
Let me take a bite
Quench my appetite
I can be your menu
Tell me what you like