Verse 1
This doesn’t make sense
You feel this fire that burns intense
My heart is made of stone, your heart is made of flint
We’re a perfect match, pheromones are incense
Your aroma drops hints
Real relaxed, your old man is past tense
Spark a conversation, comparing accents
Body English makes our tongues wanna speak French
Should this be? Whats you plus me?
Staring in each others eyes and they both say we
Something clicks, like a lock with a key
We open up and we like what we see
Your souls not for sale, but your heart is so free
The way nothing in life is sposta be
A piece of my heart must be the fee
And you break that off so easily

Chorus
Let me break you off Baby
I dropped you off after dark
Let me break you off baby
Lemme come up, I only want to talk
Let me break you off baby
Break you off... sumthin

Verse 2
I’m aggressive so just sit back
You’re my target but I don’t want to hit that
just let me nibble and lick that
just break me off a piece of that kit kat
I got butterfingers from you melting
Lick them off and get another helping
Won’t stop till you explode like a well spring
I ain’t swimmin’ in it, I’m Michael Phelps’ing
Got the breast stroke, back stroke and the freestyle
Then I turn you sideways so she smiles
Ain’t rushin, we gon’ be a while
You doin’ time, got you locked in my penile
It’s that hard time, but you make it soft
Now I’m hooked on it, can’t shake you off
My caramel coating, I can’t take you off
You’re my Hershey bar, So I break you off

Chorus

Verse 3

we talked about which rappers #1 to the holy trinity
now the day is done and I know you, biblically
I like my lifestyle single, my entendre’s doubled
our juices mingled, Now the lines are all muddled
it happened in a blur
one moment there we are, next moment there we were
Our story is like the tale of a comet
But I’ve slowed down to make us cheese omelettes
I hope we left with our dignity in tack
And don’t lie to me if you ain’t gonna call me back
I hope You ain’t the type hit it once then forget you?
Cause I can’t handle that, haha I’m kidding witchu
Coffee can’t wake me, and liquor can’t calm me
From Voondoon, Santeria, Yoruba that you put on me
When Eros strikes, what’s mortal man to do
I’m just hoping we didn’t break off more than we can chew