| Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit’cha crew
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| lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew,
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| roughneck mannerism, fly disposition,
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| ya live like channel sparkin’like mad-izm,
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| my mission, is gettin into you like a religion,
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| my woman’s intuition tells me cupid’s arrow’s hittin,
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| you’re the prince with the glass slipper that my foot could fit in,
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| this feelin that I have is never endin, I’m sendin, my love like Zhane’up
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| in a box
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| with the bow up on the top, cause, for you I got the hots so please accept these feelings I posess i’m like a damsel in distress in pursuit of happiness, I confess
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| chorus: I’ve been really tryin’baby
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| tryin to hold back these feelings for so long
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| and if you feel, like I feel baby
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| come on, ohhh, come on Verse Two:
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| Many men wit mass appeal expand across the globe by the mills,
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| but still I picked you like a daffodil
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| cause you thrill me like magnetic fields that give my body chills,
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| perserve my chocolate ties and it’s a thrill; |
| I’m sayin
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| that when you swing my way I, get a sudden rush,
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| that entices me not to keep it on the hush-hush,
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| boy times girl times lust equals us,
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| and you can count on that like you would an abacus so bust the equation, baby cause I’m facin the fact that I only think of you
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| on two occasions, but I’ma max once I get this off my chest, and just let
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| nature do the rest.
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| I confess
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| Verse Three:
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| I wanna be down like brandy with you handy for tha duration,
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| engage in electric relaxation,
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| build a conversation, probe ya intellect,
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| put ya manhood to the test, but not just ya physical, ya individual is what
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| I’m after,
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| ya heart I wanna capture, I’m open like a space that NASA explores,
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| truly do adore, every little move you make and more, my word is born
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| but I could go on and on throwin hints,
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| that I’m tha chick, you should be celebratin life wit,
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| so instead I felt it best if I just,
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| stood and represented in the flesh,
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| that I confess… |