HER SMILE BELONGS TO ME

Met her Met her on the block when the night was young, Every dude in the city tryna get him some. She walked like a dream with a body so mean, Had the whole damn block treatin’ her like a queen. But I wasn’t caught by the hips or the sway, It was that little smile that she’d hide away. One look from her and my heart went weak, ’Cause that grin hit harder than the curves THAN HER CURVES COULD SPEAK Cats pull up heavy tryna buy her time, Droppin’ cash, droppin’ gifts, tryna make her shine. She take what she wants, never miss a beat, Got a roster of dudes lined up down the street. But when she see me, she forget that game, That shy little smile sayin’ my damn name. They get the body, the tease, the show, But that look on her face? Only I get that glow. She’ll dip with a baller for a fancy night, She’ll chill with a hustler if the money right. She’ll laugh at their jokes just to play that role, But the laugh that I bring makes hershe lose control. With me she crack up till her eyes get tight, That real‑deal joy that she can’t fight. They think they know her, but they don’t see, That soft little smile that she saving for me I don’t chase her moves, I don’t watch her roam, She can live how she live, that’s her life, her zone. She can ride with a baller when the night get deep, She can slide with a player she don’t plan to keep. But when all that noise fade down to a sigh, her smile brings a joy that i can never deny