[Chorus: P.A. Soul]
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
[Verse: P.A. Soul]
Don’t wanna/
Hit you with cliches, but I got/
No other way, you like that/
Feeling of a summer sunset/
On a pay day, I mean i/
Hope and I pray that I get/
One single chance to lay you/
On that bed and make you feel that/
Some type of way/
Got caught in your/
Personal space, this bar such a/
Claustrophobic place, and all i can/
Think of is maybe one day I’ll convince you to/
Sit on my, passenger side and just
Ride w me, 1 and 1 and/
Divide for me, become one/
Intertwined with me, maybe I’m crossin a/
Line girl, but, you ain’t got no/
Apprehensions bout casual sexin, know for a/
Fact cuz that time it was mentioned, no/
Hesitation you said nothin quite like the tension/
Release, well bend over and grab on them tendons/
Baby relax yourself, you a little bit/
Vain go express yourself, like that starry nite/
Painting go look in that mirror and tell me that/
You don’t impress yourself, like the monet/
She got, class, and a, lil jagged edge/
She got, ass, yeah she, got that hour glass/
She so, natural, pheromones, fuck with my head/
[Chorus: P.A. Soul]
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Givin me these visions but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, fuck the/
Make believe, I just/
Wanna be up in you can you/
Stretch it out for me/
[Verse: P.A. Soul]
You gon wanna hit skip for this next part, i’m serious (laugh)
I mean/
Ever since that day i smoked her up i been/
Fallin in and outta things like love and its/
Hard to be this honest out in public/
He who digs the deepest gets gold nuggets, been/
Scrollin insta saw my homie cuffed it hope they/
Compliment each other, and i won’t even/
Front like i’m lookin for the one all we gotta do is/
Fuck like there’s no other, it’s funny how/
We can get so lost, inside an/
Other person that we lose our focus, mental/
Was so clean like soap is, till she got me/
Trippin offa that oxytosin/
Hope my home Q finds that balance, tween/
Lovin and obsession, i mean I/
Definitely learned my lesson, but when this girl/
Sits in my section I fall to the beckon of
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
[Verse: P.A. Soul]
Don’t wanna/
Hit you with cliches, but I got/
No other way, you like that/
Feeling of a summer sunset/
On a pay day, I mean i/
Hope and I pray that I get/
One single chance to lay you/
On that bed and make you feel that/
Some type of way/
Got caught in your/
Personal space, this bar such a/
Claustrophobic place, and all i can/
Think of is maybe one day I’ll convince you to/
Sit on my, passenger side and just
Ride w me, 1 and 1 and/
Divide for me, become one/
Intertwined with me, maybe I’m crossin a/
Line girl, but, you ain’t got no/
Apprehensions bout casual sexin, know for a/
Fact cuz that time it was mentioned, no/
Hesitation you said nothin quite like the tension/
Release, well bend over and grab on them tendons/
Baby relax yourself, you a little bit/
Vain go express yourself, like that starry nite/
Painting go look in that mirror and tell me that/
You don’t impress yourself, like the monet/
She got, class, and a, lil jagged edge/
She got, ass, yeah she, got that hour glass/
She so, natural, pheromones, fuck with my head/
[Chorus: P.A. Soul]
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Got me writing stories but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, I don’t need/
No repeats, no I don’t/
Wanna see no sequel, you/
Original to me/
Tell my Calliope, she gotta/
Hold on me, she/
Givin me these visions but I/
Want reality, tell my/
Calliope, fuck the/
Make believe, I just/
Wanna be up in you can you/
Stretch it out for me/
[Verse: P.A. Soul]
You gon wanna hit skip for this next part, i’m serious (laugh)
I mean/
Ever since that day i smoked her up i been/
Fallin in and outta things like love and its/
Hard to be this honest out in public/
He who digs the deepest gets gold nuggets, been/
Scrollin insta saw my homie cuffed it hope they/
Compliment each other, and i won’t even/
Front like i’m lookin for the one all we gotta do is/
Fuck like there’s no other, it’s funny how/
We can get so lost, inside an/
Other person that we lose our focus, mental/
Was so clean like soap is, till she got me/
Trippin offa that oxytosin/
Hope my home Q finds that balance, tween/
Lovin and obsession, i mean I/
Definitely learned my lesson, but when this girl/
Sits in my section I fall to the beckon of
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
Pretty lil thing called love
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