Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Open , by - Afu-Ra. Song from the album Life Force Radio, in the genre ПопRelease date: 20.05.2002
Record label: Koch, Motor
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Open , by - Afu-Ra. Song from the album Life Force Radio, in the genre ПопOpen |
| Yeah, baby, how you, now what you wanna do |
| Instead of working these ways, I should of been loving |
| Creepin' off, type of ways, I should of been true to you |
| Huggin' and rubbin', or comin' home just to talk to you |
| Play some chest, in the rest, so make love to you |
| So what cha, what cha, what cha, wanna do? |
| I seen my life flashin' my face in, my present, future and memories |
| Memoirs of a czar, to caught sars, from dreams in the stars |
| Melodies over the precious bars |
| The beat and you together, are like matrimony |
| Cuz when I hear it or see you, I be the one and only |
| Why me, then why you, the simple kind |
| Of things, like my favorite color is blue |
| It can’t be planted in me, backwards and forwards with me |
| Out of this planet with me |
| If I had to I would, I lock you up in the chamber with me |
| I, I wanna love you baby, love you baby |
| I, I wanna feel your body, up and down |
| Up inside me |
| It’s like breafast in bed for the first time |
| That’s right, sometimes I wish I lived my life in rewind |
| Steady going through the motions, yeah, of every emotion |
| Transpire, smooth as my outfit |
| Mondays is paisley, wednesday is vaguely arguile |
| Saturdays, fit with the charming smile |
| So won’t you meet me at the el flamingo |
| Forget about the Christ' jingles, we sip mohitos |
| The feelings are high for you, they tri-lingual |
| African drums, Russian hip hop, and disco |
| It only takin' three moves, you all up in my zone |
| Like tic — tac — and toe |
| Yo, it’s so easy, cuz these other cats is jah-so-bro's |
| So let’s pain an oasis |
| From the clouds, up to the constellations, to be our basement |
| Beats run home, hot tub in the living room |
| No space for satisfaction, well I’mma make room |
| Pawns hittin' the tomb, horns blowin' to the moon |
| If I could taste you on the platter, I wanna be spoon fed |
| No condiments, and no sauce, forget the bread |
| 12 o’clock, in the morning, as I start the yawnin' |
| I feel your body calling, ready for the installment |
| Like the flower you are, open up, I drop my pollen in |
| We interwine like knowledge, all up in my rhyme again |
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