When lovers catch my attention…

my eyes desire, but my heart doesn’t

being an expert of giving advice to others,

myself lost in a riddle that can’t be figured

why does the conclusion seem to be a long way to go still?

the process in between is always the hardest part

tell me,

how’d you know that he’s the one?

I'm not yours everyday, around the way
No more car-hopping, chilling on the block, on your cell phone fronting
Never that, cause I'm not that kinda girl (no, not me)
I need to know how you roll, and how you get down, down
Drop my money in the bank, take me home to meet your Mama
Can you handle that, cause I'm that kinda girl

Now you ain't impressing me with your jewelry, your designer clothes
All the games that you try to play, think you need to know
I got my own, don't need you for your dough
Hearing me, maybe then we can flow, let me know
Make me smile, maybe we can chill
Keep it real
Show me something I can feel
Cause I'm not your average, ordinary type
Could you be the type of guy I like, I like

Everytime I be up in the spot, chillin' with my crew
We'll be hanging out, get in a little late
You start bugging out, I don't think it's fair (no fair)
You don't like the clothes I wear, how I do my hair
I don't really care, but it's not for you
And I don't got nothing to prove
There can't be any us, if there can't be any trust
Nothing to discuss (no doubt)
I'm not the kinda girl, to let you play me out

You might take me shoppin', but I'm not your property, oh baby
If I don't like it, I decide it
I can make it on my own, as long as we disagree to agree
Down for you and you're down for me, baby I'm what you want
And we can build a love that's so strong

xo, Jo