Why do I tell myself these things that happen Are all really true When in my heart I know The magic is my love for you You sign the song begins You speak and I hear violins, it's magic The stars, desert the skies And rush to nestle in your eyes, it's

These are things I gotta say to you For as long you want, baby that's okay with me There's some bad bitches out there that I really wanna sex up They'll probably only let me fuck 'cause I'm next up Got me feeling like the nigga now, yessir Running

Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you The things you do That's cuttin' all into my time with you Are we still good? Are we still good? These days, I'm letting God handle all things above me The things I can't change

Oh, what a world, I don't wanna leave There's all kinds of magic, it's hard to believe These are real things Oh, what a world, and then there is you (And then there is you) Oh, what a world, don't wanna leave All kinds of magic all around us, it's hard

Rock me real slowly Put a bib on me I'm just like a baby, drooling over you Are we still good? Are we still good? The things you do Are you down for the cause? Are you down? Are you down? Are you down? These days, I'm letting God handle all things above