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Jill Scott - So Gone |
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You're gonna hear the pages turn |
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Let me take my Gazelle's off |
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Don't want this thing, but can't let go |
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Even though, I need it so |
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Your arms they soothe me |
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But I ain't no game, |
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I ain't no toy, I ain't just brain. |
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This ain't no movie mane... |
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I'm a real woman |
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Been down this road before |
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I just need more |
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Why does my body ignore what my mind says? |
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I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed. |
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I need to. listen, listen. |
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Emotions deep down inside of me |
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I'm trying to hide, but they keep finding me |
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I want to lay low, but continuously you do |
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unh, unh, unh |
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All the right things (damn) |
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So sweet to me(Eh, eh, eh) |
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What do I do?(Oh...) |
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Why does my body ignore what my mind says? |
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I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed. |
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I need to damn |
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Why does my body ignore what my mind says? |
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I try to keep it intact but I'm here in this bed. |
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Again, I'm scared .Again |
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You got that ocean of soul |
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Baby you're super thick |
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And I'm the man of steel with skills |
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Call me Super Dick |
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I got that technique that keeps you cummin back to back |
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And I know you feel it all in your stomach |
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whenever you arch your back |
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I'm a pull yo hair; I know you love that |
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When I maneuver this tongue, your eyes roll back |
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I work them side angles, I'm a Kama Sutra pro |
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Kitchen table down to the flo |
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Ass in the air while you biting that pillow |
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Girl you know how I chop and screw |
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That's what a diamond chip dick do |
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That's what a diamond chip dick do |
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Oh my mind says, |
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and my body says something different |
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Why does my body ignore what my mind says? |
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I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed. |
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He got that thickness, |
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the kind that make you get a buck in biscuits with breakfast, |
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so gone |
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Why does my body ignore what my mind says? |
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I try to keep it intact but I'm here in this bed. |
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I'm scared of this love. |
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He got that thickness, |
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the kind that make you get a buck in biscuits with breakfast, |
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so gone |
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And I ain't even thinkin bout the next chick that he mess with.. |
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so reckless, so gone |