Need a Woman

I don't need a woman that stays on the Internet

I'm not into that

If we gone get intimate

I need intellect

I mean heaven forbid an ignoramus try to school me on something

Pushing the eject button

We'll never get it poppin of all that you have to tell me bout is shows that you be watching

I look for lots of different facets

But I don't need a woman who showing her whole assets

To be an agent to my infatuation

Leave a little to my imagination

A lot'll go as far as having operations

Just to try to break my concentration

That's so in vain, that's all veins

Go away

If you're a pothead or a lush

Thеre's no need to kiss and touch, there's no need to keep in touch

I don't need thе dramatics

That are suited for a movie or fall in love with a movie addict

I don't feel them

I'd rather chill with someone who's being a real them

I don't have the time to dedicate

To somebody that has to always self-medicate

I need a woman that has faith

Some people tell me that Church is the place where I find that

Nah I need a woman that loves God

Not just that goes to church and acts crazy besides that

One that looks inside to find answers

So she's never sweating finances

That's ready to take chances

To me that's what romance is

Listening to complaining's so draining

I need a woman that's grateful... not hateful

Not disgraceful... graceful

Things won't always go the way that we planned

There's no need to pout and moan, we can just hold hands

If we get caught in the rain we might as well dance

If it turns into a flood then we'll just build dams

I don't need a potty mouth woman

All that vulgarity, messes with my clarity

It's not about being ladylike

It's about a rhythm and cadence for creating life

Different worlds and zones

All of which is sensitive to words and tones

We are cells composed

So I need a woman that can keep herself composed

I need a woman that inspires me, not tires me

Who'll admonish me, but admires me

To calm my anxiety

Who's brave enough to rebel against society

To help me analyze my dream diary

And get behind me, and stand beside me

Finally, and act fiery

And remind me that everything is irie

I'll get behind her too

Someone who stands on her own two, would be my dream come true

So positive when she come thru

She knows that she could do whatever she want to

And she can be all cute

But trust that we all crew, she represent on cue

Even when we argue

No need to up the volume, baby where are you?