Confessions Interlude [Part 1]

Late nights tryna to get her body right
I said go ahead girl
You know your body tight
She was coming down, I was looking up
Caught her attention that's when
We got stuck 7 minute conversation
Short talks about our life in lust
Exchange numbers now she dialling
And she's calling saying

Can I come over? Come over
Can I come over? Come over
Going up and down on the pole
For the money she do anything for
And all them insecurities gone
Girl I ain't gon' judge you
Plans are reaching her bells on the grind
And know what she working for
She be throwing it up and
Dropping it low, confessions, confessions