Butterflies (Eve A Cappella)

[Verse 1: Eve]

Uh oh she just your type right

Tryin to figure out how you could play a major part up in her life right

Shorty got your mind tight

And everytime you see her walk by start thinkin bout your night like

She all that's in your eye sight

And ever since the first day you seened her thinkin she the wife type

You figure she'll be perfect lovin you

Fantasize the tingle from her fingers rubbin you

Tryin to analyze the situation, you feelin crazy

Wan't it there forever what's so special 'bout this lady?

Feelin like you wanna cool back

But you know you perfect for her you got all of what them fools lack

Maybe you should make this thing happen

Raise some things swingin on the porch while the kids nappin

You got everything else you need

Snatch her up fill that empty space she can make your life complete

[Verse 2: Eve]

You like, wait, stop, the way that she got you hot

Excited said you be what she got

Enticin' mommy like the cream of the crop

Pressure gettin heavy 'bout to make your heart pop

All your life you waited for this chick

Nobody told you would it feel like this

Do anything just to feel that kiss

Wanna give her whatever you got

In front of millions make it known whatever the plot