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You're gonna hear the pages turn |
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Let me take my Gazelles 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 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, man |
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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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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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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 |
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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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All the right things |
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So sweet to me |
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What do I do? |
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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 |
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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 |
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Again |
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1, 2 |
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You got that ocean of soul, baby, you're super thick |
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And I'm the man of steel with skills, call me Super Dick |
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I got that technique that keeps you cumming 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'ma 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 floor |
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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 up making biscuits |
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With breakfast, 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 |
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I, I'm scared of this love |
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He got that thickness |
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The kind that make you get up making biscuits |
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With breakfast, so gone |
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And I ain't even thinking 'bout the next chick |
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That he mess with so reckless, so gone |
![So Gone (What My Mind Says) [feat. Paul Wall]](/storage/21/200108.jpg "So Gone (What My Mind Says) [feat. Paul Wall]")