Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Confess, artist - Bahamadia. Album song Kollage (Europe), in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1995
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
I Confess |
Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit’cha crew |
lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew, |
roughneck mannerism, fly disposition, |
ya live like channel sparkin’like mad-izm, |
my mission, is gettin into you like a religion, |
my woman’s intuition tells me cupid’s arrow’s hittin, |
you’re the prince with the glass slipper that my foot could fit in, |
this feelin that I have is never endin, I’m sendin, my love like Zhane’up |
in a box |
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 |
chorus: I’ve been really tryin’baby |
tryin to hold back these feelings for so long |
and if you feel, like I feel baby |
come on, ohhh, come on Verse Two: |
Many men wit mass appeal expand across the globe by the mills, |
but still I picked you like a daffodil |
cause you thrill me like magnetic fields that give my body chills, |
perserve my chocolate ties and it’s a thrill; |
I’m sayin |
that when you swing my way I, get a sudden rush, |
that entices me not to keep it on the hush-hush, |
boy times girl times lust equals us, |
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 |
on two occasions, but I’ma max once I get this off my chest, and just let |
nature do the rest. |
I confess |
Verse Three: |
I wanna be down like brandy with you handy for tha duration, |
engage in electric relaxation, |
build a conversation, probe ya intellect, |
put ya manhood to the test, but not just ya physical, ya individual is what |
I’m after, |
ya heart I wanna capture, I’m open like a space that NASA explores, |
truly do adore, every little move you make and more, my word is born |
but I could go on and on throwin hints, |
that I’m tha chick, you should be celebratin life wit, |
so instead I felt it best if I just, |
stood and represented in the flesh, |
that I confess… |