You're the sun, you're the rain

You're the wind, beneath my wings

How can I be down, down





Are you down baby, would you be my lady

The love you gave me, only makes me crazy

Like Patrick Swayze, your ghost I will be

If I tried the situation, ever became of me

I'm your man, so peep's my game plan

As we walk through white sands, on foreign islands

It's so fancy, like Mr. Raw from tattoo

Ain't nothing in the world, I wouldn't do for you

You my baby boo, do what you want me to do

And let nature take it's course, on this rendezvous

A Caribbean cruise, a little jazz and blues

And we clutch our tongues touch, it leads to passionate moods

I have the blues, only keeps me coming

The bed springs are humming, while I'm deep sea plumbing

No matter the rules, from lost loves of the past

You reassigned relief, as if I found it at last you're my everything

















(how can I be down), now that's a good question

The golden rule, is make a good first impression

Parental discretion, is most definitely advised

As I caress your breasts, and slide between your thighs

Look into your eyes, tells me you're qualified

To be my lady my lover, better yet my wife

On point precise, when I take this plunge

Then I make you cum, and have you soaking like a sponge

Your job ain't done, you must prove to me

That you're a independent woman, in this society

Don't lie to me, cause lies bring deceit

And infidelity, but only comes with a cheat

Remain discreet, don't mix the bitter with the sweet

Beware of who you meet, then it's gonna be me

The chosen one, my Nubian queen

You have earned this position, to get under H.A.W.K.'s wings are you down