I stand in the mirror and smile
Man, my parents made a beautiful child
I hope you can stay for awhile
So I can break down the file
That contains all the miles
On his car
As I dash
Oh Jas
Jasmine if we not cool
I’m not even tryna be rude
But my overly Feminine attitude
Seduces the views
Words so misconstrued
Screwed him crazy
Sun kissed
Shady
The keys of my piano
He plays me
& Oh baby
I tend to say things
That make him rise
Hypnotized & disguised
9 of Cups energy
Consider myself the prize
Surprise
