Tania's Song - Sean Leon

You’re so sensitive when you’re sexually frustrated

For the last time I’m in the studio be patient

I’m coming home to you I’m just asking you to be naked

And that crazy shit only cool when it’s in moderation

But the head good, I feel good, amazing

Smoke weed then we have good conversation

Our generation on the internet communicating

Until we’re in a space where it’s face to face hesitating

And all the while I’m in my mind speculating

Are you down to fuck or are you down to having me waiting

I put it on the line every time that I’m dating

There’s a time for love and that time right now is time wasted yeah

Face it that’s time wasted yeah

Chasing what I’m chasing make love tainted so complacent yeah

Picture perfect

Portrait but don’t frame it yeah

I’m gon' need more time and you gon' need more patience yeah, uh

We ain’t really trying to fall in love or nothing

No, we ain’t looking for the right one

Spending every night with different lovers

But none of them fit the puzzle

Okay so now I’m on this rapping shit

Sitting on the crapper every time a nigga rap and shit

Know a nigga have to shit

On these other rappers

They toilet bowl I’m talented

Pennies for your thoughts you Dollarama amateurs

Titties signed cause she’s titillated

That’s what the talent did

You tattle telling cause you talentless

I’m top dog, on top of that she top me off and

I’m tapped out cause she top me often, uh

Tailor made coffins for my competition

I kill’um softly, silencers on top of pistols

On top of pillows pussy nigga stop your jello

You’re lost and jealous that L-A shit no Los Angeles

But wassup in this bitch, man up in this bitch bet up in your bitch

Thanks for giving her nigga I’m stuffing your bitch

Bagging bitches like the donuts by the dozen and shit

I remember when we wasn’t even buzzing and shit

But I was hot before they knew preheated oven my shit

Women were my homies now they fucking and shit

But thinking back I can’t remember when I wasn’t the shit, Maui