Verse 1
I decipher body language like a hieroglyphic, regardless how encrypted/ The dick game is prolific, a sex Olympian/ The type of jargon make Olivia Pope a ghetto nympho/ And still respect her, duality is that simple/ She got a masterlock but I ain't tryna open the wrong doors/ Just intelligent freaks that wanna greet me on all fours/ I leave her head spinning like a dancer in Style Wars/ She the type that Michael Clark would walk a green mile for/ Reading Ta-nahisi Coates at the Lobby Bar/ I looked up & seen this Queen who was coffee dark/ Francophone accent, she straight from the Cote D'Ivoire/ So I approached her properly like "pardon mi  amor"/ But ignoring you, for me, would be an eternal bother/ And that's the type of regret that I can't bare to harbour/ My name is Duke, and I specialize in King shit/ My image clean but I can be your dirty secret/ 

Hook
We ain't gotta be up on some deep shit/ She got a man but I'm the nigga that she creeps with/ It was taboo before we did it, ain't no regrets/ I'll keep all ya

Verse 2 (Cheat Code DeBarge)
I watch porn with the captions on/ I'm a legend when we sexing, yeah I get my Speedy Claxton on/ When I hit it she throw it back like reverb/ I can rewrite the Kama Sutra in three words/ Talking all that shit now my sheets wet/ Deep sweat, wilding out, you drowning out to Keith Sweat/ First time, I came quick, no shame to a rookie/ Drank eggs, jogged steps, had to train for that pussy/ Had a sex montage, on some Rocky, I was Creed too/ Got red towels on deck, for when we need to/ Have a run on sentence, tap it like Guiness/ Heard you say you had a man, that ain't none of my business/ Told me he be wildin out, straight speeding in the crazy lane/ Singing hooks like Dana Dane, writing down baby names/ I paint ya walls when I'm in town, he paintin rooms baby blue/ Ask me what I think, if you was mine, I would be crazy too

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Verse 3
Her body like that Jaguar F-Type coupe, her dress look painted on her/ A flawless creature it ain't a feature that's tainted on her/ And I don't mean to demean her, that's not my demeanor/ But I can tell she bored of a fuck boy with a lame persona/ She say when he touch her ain't no affection/ She think he having sex with her male cousin with no protection/ But she ain't tryna walk away cos of the pre-nup/ But she wants a nigga like me to plant my seeds on her D-Cups/ Pull her hair, smack her on the ass, pinch her nipples/ Stroke from left to right all that shaking gon leave her crippled/ Her sheets soaking caused a ripple effect/ She told her best friend, and now they both giving me neck/ Snowball fights after I climax/ And I ain't even trick on gas, shit, I bypass it/ And than we went our separate way without the evidence/ Made her delete my number, that's just me setting the precedent

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