Infatuation, that’s the name of the game, true,
Relationships lately have been givin me the blues
And there in hues that ain’t to flattering, so now I am
spending my time admiring shorties like you,
Chillin hard in the open mic, salt and pepper locks
Turn salt and pepper afro, I love the way she talks
Cause she speaks so beautifully, some know what I mean,
some of the peace-est energy I’ve scene on the scene
Possibly latina miss, rocking fresh out fits
She blows a kiss while she dances salsa hip twist,
Got a brother having fits on the dance floor,
Probably a good idea not to pursue her cause,
Things go crazy in the thrust of lust
When a titles introduced, we go nuts for trust
And I know what happens when relationships get rushed
so I’m enjoying just living in the crush
She be beautiful, wonderful resourceful
The type of shorty any cat love to approach dude,
But I seen what happens in a rush so I’m just gonna love the crush, love the crush

Slow dancing in the spot though she scared at first
Shows her soul to me sharing personal verse
Pieces that the world would never ever hear
She lets these epics grace my ear,
I fall in love by the syllable,
Our tension, turn sensual, a complex duo,
Though she may never know,
Sings in latin, comes to the open mic weekly bro,
But hides her talents, so her skills a guy wouldn’t know.
My crush is trivial, she’s got the answers to my questions,
She helps save the world everyday in her profession,
Helps battered women get themselves free,
But for a taste of her touch I’d gladly face captivity,
But its just silly me, knowing I’d never follow up,
Cus I’ve seen things turn sour after just a little touch,
And I know what happens when relationships get rushed
I’m just chillin enjoying living in the crush

She be beautiful, wonderful resourceful
The type of shorty any cat love to approach dude,
But I seen what happens in a rush so I’m just gonna love the crush, love the crush
I feel the rush when were close, but in the back of my brain
I see this all going down like prostitutes on k,
I would write down my number and fake,
Make a play date, and when it doesn’t happen blame it all on fate,
And if I really pursue, making serious moves,
Your interest will grow distant, leaving me confused,
I guest drew put it best, we all can be a piece of work,
A reckless flirt who leaves girls emotions berserk.
It takes work. I’m tryna grow. and learn to take it slow.
Instead of rushing into things lets just go with the flow.
Cause complications come with the removal of clothes,
Instead lets chill at the pad and have some root beer floats.
I kid, I kid, our crush is a must it is,
I enjoy the rush of the chase in this.
But i have to stop playing ‘round and calling your bluff
Before I’m left lonely, holding just a crush….