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Be My Muse (Gold Edit)

One More Night is the second offering from Ivy Sole's forthcoming album, candid. Featuring a stellar sixteen from Topaz Jones, the Montclair mack himself, the two pine for one more evening of passion with a person they shouldn't be giving the time of day (or night, for that matter). The joint features not only their songwriting prowess, but also their adeptness at bridging R&B and hip hop production, showcasing the broad, talented strokes of both of hip hop's heirs.
lyrics
Verse
my eyes won’t stay closed tonight
my mind starts to roam
i wonder if you’re dreaming bout me
thinking bout the last time that we couldn’t sleep
I could wait until I drift to your mind
I could lay here til your body starts calling me
tell me is desire fighting your pride?
what you’re feeling is right
just hit my line

Hook
Say my name if you need it (if you need it, yeah)
Take a breath and repeat it (ohhhhh)
I need one more night with you

Verse (Topaz Jones)
Let me tell you what insomnia do
I be staring at the screen til the monitor blue
Count sheep til somebody’ll cruise, down my street
Bump a Monica song, kinda remind me of you, ooh
Can’t lie I’m a fool for it, I fall for it
Tell myself that I’m cool on it, then call for ya
Can’t beat creeping or crawling I’m too tall for it
I keep it four quarters, now you got the ball (throw it!)
I done tried everything, meditated, medicated
So deep in your ‘gram I can tell you all the metadata
Say you’ll never date another nigga like me
But finding one at all really isn’t likely
Highkey, you’re sweeter than Hi-C, diabetes type 3
I could never type these words in a text to ya
Problems I could solve but I’m not what’s best for ya
Only lie at all when I’m lying next to ya

Hook
Say my name if you need it (if you need it, yeah)
Take a breath and repeat it (ohhhhh)
I need one more night with you

Verse
You hit my line like what’s it going to be
can’t pretend you’re the one that I’m really trying to see
On the floor in my house all fours on the couch
and I can’t talk shit with your core in my mouth
downpour of that good love
hope it’s in the forecast
up close and personal
like I got floor pass
torso tango, taste like faygo
last time we linked, all those angles
Look I’m not for conquest
You torch my conscience
torture my chest
proportions goddess
a force to contest with
lessen my stress with
gimme your blessing
I done seen a little bit of everything
everything ain’t got shit on you
now a nigga really tryna put these lips on you
I dip, you dip, we dip, fall thru
credits
released October 26, 2021
written, performed and produced by ivy sole and topaz jones.
mixed by jerry lang ii + mastered by dave kutch.
distributed by les fleurs records.

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