Idle woman

IIm needin a fine woman who can handle my leanin ,
Dreamin of seing ,
Her and no one else , and she next to me sleepin,
Deletin tha demons ,
That Decievin her feelins ,
She be my dove no 1 above her and her love haz reason and meanin,
Can she pick me up when I tumble and fall ,
Stumble and crawl ,
And she comfortable when we talk , that she dont mumble at all,
Im her only homie ,
And when she hold me ,
I aint a lonly homie ,
Nor phoney , jus hold me closly ,
And we can grow old and bony ,
Togetha , Understand my inserurity aint jealousy ,
And if I perish she ,
Wont forget but cherrish me ,
Never hurt my pride ,
Baby is down to ride ,
frown or cry ,
ill hold baby tight next to me by my side ,

When she hug me I forget bout my troubles that trouble me ,
Pop tha bubble of struggle ,
And make a couple of double Gz ,
She my honey bumble bee so humble she so nice ,
We can fight ,but after, she still kiss me goodnight ,