Verse one: 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 Chorus 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... Chorus
Compositores: Marvin P Gaye, Antonia Reed (Bahamadia), Joseph Johnson, Ed Townsend ECAD: Obra #38437183