Song Ari Lennox, J. Cole - Shea Butter Baby

Shea Butter, baby
Fuckin' up your pillow
Touch me, take me
Kiss me love me, impress me
Pull up, black truck, ganja
Wrist so blinding, heart so timeless
Wishing, you could meet me, see me, read me

You lost in shape of my hips
Hope there is a mood
If you're really down we can find it
Lost in the alley make love by a trash can
Hope there is a mood
And if you're really down we can find it
Lost in the alley make love by a trash can

Shea Butter, baby
Fuckin' up your pillow
Shea Butter, baby
Fuckin' up your sheets

You crossed my mind a thousand times
The cause was fine, I drawed the line
I'm back, relapse, I'm fienin'
Yes, what's that?
In fact I'm dreaming
Coconut oil
The scent of your body still lingers on my sheets
I got a shot at you, you wanna reach?
Cock that, cock that trigger release
Pop that top
Take a sip of your holiest water
I know I'm a part of your flow now
Said when you cut it
Don't matter you love her or not
You got part of her soul now
I ain't know then but I known now
Apologies due, it wasn't a feud
The ones I went through, but never left you
I pray you found peace and you whole now
I'm doing better I got me a chocolate bar
Climbin' on top of the bar
Think of the shape, and I lick in the places you only gon' like
When you rock with 'em forever

You lost in shape of my hips
Hope there is a mood
If you're really down we can find it
Lost in the alley make love by a trash can
Hope there is a mood
And if you're really down we can find it
Lost in the alley make love by a trash can

Shea Butter, baby
Fuckin' up your pillow
Shea Butter, baby
Fuckin' up your sheets