Things That Lovers Don't Know (Interlude)

I write a lot about women I like to think I know more than I should No baggage, I ain't trippin' I'm kinda wishing she would feel up on my wood F*ck it I'm a horndog The devil on his pedigree Thinking 'bout a girl All my friends are like "Where you headed, Gene?" She's white And I'm black But together we're like red and green Complimentary colors And yeah we like one another And even though she don't know it I don't even wanna f*ck her I really just wanna love her And apparently we grow up to marry our own mothers It's no wonder she's a bitch Always fighting with her brothers A good girl gone bad I'll definitely cuff her If she called I'd be over in a second I'm a Jumper Lovers in the friend-zone My friends know about us But there really isn't any us Without the trust And there really isn't any fussin' Without the lust I'm okay with just Chilling on the couch And watching movies She's a fan, not a groupie And I know she wants to do me And she knows she couldn't lose me She didn't even choose me But I chose her I don't need the proof but Evidently, we have closure Evidently, we have closure So are you down? Are you down? To find out All the things that lovers don't know Are you down, down, down? Are you down? To find out All the things that lovers don't know