Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Next Experience’ by Adina Howard. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Adina Howard or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Rockabye baby and it don’t stop
When the shirts fall the pants will drop
Down will come boxers panties and all
It’s on it’s on it’s on
You huh this is R.L.
What we trying to do right now
Is figure out
Who the freak of the industry is
And we feel like next got the flex
But Adina we gotta take the reins
You know what I’m saying
So what we about to do is put it all on the line
You get yours and I’ma get mine
You Next, Adina sup
[Chorus]
You cant handle
What I’m bout to give you
A next experience
(ah go head daddy)
(i’m all about it but Adina Howard can sleep)
I just wanna touch and clutch and feel you
Put some whip appeal in it
(go head daddy)
(go head mommy)
Boy peep this freak in me
Testing out this feather weight
Who cant handle this heavy weight
Some talking ill just perpetrate
I got what you need
Come and get a load of me
I’ll make it hurt like baby birth
When its on girl I put it work
Even when I’m gone we can flex
You can call collect
We can have phone sex cause
(cause what)
You can’t handle it No no no
[Chorus]
Between my thugging I’m butter loving
Hips bumping lips like she just finished licking something
She say ya take a beat
Just to peep a freak stunting
Bowl mammas doing tricks
Like the globetrotters
Politicking while I blow scamas
Uh huh I’m ripping rapping dough dotters
Giving strow rhythm cause his flow propper
And like it ruff like some more vodka
Know she freaked out
But cant knock her and I can be a freak until the day
Until the dawn
Baby don’t front when its time to bring the bomb
I’ll make you feel it in your tummy
Word is bond ill have ya walking funny
Talk is cheap just give me a beep
We can peep boy you’ll get freaked
Tell ya what baby beep
Lets come next week
Ill make ya reach your peak yeah
[Chorus: x2]
Nasty my type like it
Since its Adina you I might bite it
Mad excited pop the G to peep inside it
Let and divide it
Don’t play the road way
So watch rat while we foreplay
And pour more alezae
Now your neck make ya crack let
Could sweat all day
Stuff the Garcia
With dar tree
The guard see
While our positions harshly
I throw it in you to the end boo
Knees to chest and next is next to flex
[Chorus]