"Adultery"

(Intro)
What it is, miss?
Could you be my mistress?
I got a wife, but in this life
I want you in this
Let it be our secret
You and me can keep this
Just be quiet
And let the money flow endless

(Chorus)
I got this money, baby, I wanna spend it on you,
(Forget my wife and kids
Baby we can do it big)
I got this Sunday, baby, I wanna spend it with you,
(We both know what it is
It's wrong but I love this shit)
We can do what you like
I promise that I'll be true
(Yea, you see my wedding band
You know I'm a married man)
I got this money, baby, I wanna spend it on you
(But, you don't give a damn
As long as I spend these grands)

(Verse 1)
Not gonna lie now
I'm tied down
A good wife two kids
And a job each week I make five thou'
Got a nice house
Two new cars wiped down
In my garage and I'm building a pool house right now
You'd think I'm living the life
If you just see whats in the light
But every night me and my wife
Seem to have the same old fight
And the sex has got so trite
We only fuck once a year it seems like
Now I don't even gripe
About us in the sheets
I cheat
Yea saying I work late just to creep
Goin' out to bars and meeting freaks
Even breakin' off bread so the hoes an eat
Sometimes I seek
Prostitutes and strippers
Some college girls some flippers
Spent so much money on sistas
I went to white girls like coke dealers
Trickin' all my dollars
Because I make so much gualla
On these one night stands
I had no plans on making a mistress a full time partner
Until I met this girl
Man, she flipped my whole world
She's more beautiful than usual
I said to ol' girl when I met her

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
Now this new chick isn't like my used chicks
'Cause she got crude wit
Her own whip and intelligence
Not to mention huge tits
Shes real thick and that ass sits
Right up, high up
With no heels soft yet stiff
She played hard to get
But now she's my mistress
If I'm not with the wife or kids
I'm ducked off with this bitch
At restaurants... movies
Even took her on beach trips
Came home with sand and lipstick
Wifey's suspicious
Grabbin' my collar she see the glitter
"Whose is this shit?"
I yell at her "Bitch, get off me I'm up to no mischief!"
Screaming and cussing
This kids obviously'll hear this
I storm out of the house
And head to the crib of Ms. Mistress
Ain't care if it ruined me
I just couldn't resist it
The pussy was too good
Her clit had no hood
Just quit I know I should
But that's not gonna happen
What's gonna happen
Is I'mma shower her
With Franklins and Jacksons

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)
I'm pillow-talking with her
Putting all my secrets in her
Sharing my insecurities
Over hundred dollar dinners
Taking her shopping sprees
Paid tuition for her sister
My sons shoe soles get thinner
But I just got her Gucci slippers
I love it when I kiss her
And when not near her I miss her
I'm breaking the rules of adulterers
I'm catching feelings
Just told her we should see the world
And I got two tickets to Vegas
"Baby, let's go on vacation"
She said "Yea!" with no hesitation
"Ok, cool. Here's what I'mma do
I'mma leave these two tickets here with you
I'mma head to my crib, pack my shit,
Then come back here and meet up with you."
I leave her place, head to my house
And see all my things outside on a couch
A note from my wife on top of the mount
She's taking the kids and heading South
I felt some sadness
But I got my suitcase, packed it
Thinking "I can just start a new life
With my mistress as my new wife."
But when I come back, she's not around
A new note I found on the ground
"Thanks for the tickets to Vegas
Me and my boyfriend appreciate it."

(Chorus)