On Purpose

Looked for your cadence in this man
That ask me if he could take me around the world


Got grabbed by this Moroccan dude,
He thought I would make a great Muslim wife


I had on that dress
That causes problems.

On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.

Plugged into a possible
Reason to prostitute
Myself to make you smile.


This black dude tried to tell me
How he had everything
I needed inside the palm of his hand.

Battered and bruised I blinked my eyes and
He crumbled from the voodoo
I threw in his direction.


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.
Plugged into a possible reason
To prostitute myself to make you smile.


Got all the heads to turn when
I moved into the position
...Mother natures
Sweet potions spur
From my lips
As I give credence to the constellations.


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.

Plugged into a possible reason to
Prostitute myself to make you smile.


This white dude told me,
Queen you never have to pick up another
Piece of anything that could cloud your stones....

You could be my personal Jezebel.

I laughed so hard I cried
The sweat your body gives off
When you dig deeper inside
My insides with your outsides.


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.

Plugged into a possible
Reason to prostitute myself to make you smile.


This Indian dude told me,
I can give the 29-position of karma sutra
If you just lay there not say much,
Don’t have an opinion about anything,
He told me he would wrap me in the
Finest cloth that glowed with my skin.

Pierce my nose to show the status of he atlas position.

I smiled and thank him so much for the idea
Of the idea of being wrapped in the finest skill
And having multiple people calling my name...
Waiting on me hand and foot...


Looked for your cadence in this man that ask me
If he could take me around the world

Got grabbed by this Moroccan dude,
He thought I would make a great Muslim wife


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.
Plugged into the a possible reason
To prostitute myself to make you smile.

This black dude tried to tell me how
He had everything I need inside the
Palm of his hand.

Battered and bruised I blinked
My eyes and he crumbled from the voodoo
I threw in his direction.


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.

Plugged into the a possible
Reason to prostitute myself to
Make you smile.


Got all the heads to turn when
I moved into the position...
Mother natures sweet potions spur
From my lips as I give
Credence to the constellations.


I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling
I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.

Plugged into the a possible
Reason to prostitute myself to make you smile.


This white dude told me, queen you never have
To pick up another piece of anything
That could cloud your stones....


You could be my personal Jezebel.
I laughed so hard I cried the sweat
Your body gives off when you
Dig deeper inside my insides with your outsides.

I had on that dress that causes problems.
On purpose, I walked into the street,
Seeking to revive the feeling I get when my insides

Glide near your outside.
Plugged into the a possible reason to prostitute
Myself to make you smile.