Walking down the street,
And a real man passes,
Looks of infatuation for me,
Not just because of my assets,
But he actually thinks I'm beautiful,
And for me thats hard to believe,
He approches me and says i'm unbelievable,
In denial i respond with a so,
But he doesn't leave,
He continues to stares with admiration,
And to wu me,
The lines aren't even corny,
I think hes a poet,
Damn those really get to me,
And i think i'm starting to show it,
Does he know it?,
Maybe,
But i'm loving the attention,
Cuz it's not everyday I get stopped,
By a brother with good intentions,
Says he wants my number,
Cuz i already gave him my name,
He wants to see me again,
I guess he wasn't playing,
That wifey type phrase comes out his mouth,
Who? Me?,
Danielle?,
But how?,
He finds my innocence cute,
And well me too,
I giggle a little and blush,
I think I got me a new crush,
He says that he was gonna go home,
But he'd rather stay with me,
This is not a game he says,
Well I guess we'll just have to see.