"it's not the alcohol talking"

"yu know whet im sayin" 

Acnaib (ak-nab)

My precious love, you got my heart racin

like its CDC that were facin. 

Your juicy tender lips, gotta admit

you got some fine as hips. 

All the hard workin and the late friday nights

oh wait... didnt we just hoo-hook-up?

It is what it is, your very exquiste, every time

when im down, your my requisite. 

Just tell me how you feel, hope it aint a big deal,

no pressure, just keep it 100% real.