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from Afu-Ra - Life Force Radio (2006)
(feat. Teena Marie)
[Afu-Ra] Yeah, baby, how you, now what you wanna do Instead of working these ways, I should of been loving Creepin' off, type of ways, I should of been true to you Huggin' and rubbin', or comin' home just to talk to you Play some chest, in the rest, so make love to you So what cha, what cha, what cha, wanna do? I seen my life flashin' my face in, my present, future and memories Memoirs of a czar, to caught sars, from dreams in the stars Melodies over the precious bars The beat and you together, are like matrimony Cuz when I hear it or see you, I be the one and only Why me, then why you, the simple kind Of things, like my favorite color is blue It can't be planted in me, backwards and forwards with me Out of this planet with me If I had to I would, I lock you up in the chamber with me [Chorus: Teena Marie] I, I wanna love you baby, love you baby I, I wanna feel your body, up and down Up inside me [Afu-Ra] It's like breafast in bed for the first time That's right, sometimes I wish I lived my life in rewind Steady going through the motions, yeah, of every emotion Transpire, smooth as my outfit Mondays is paisley, wednesday is vaguely arguile Saturdays, fit with the charming smile So won't you meet me at the el flamingo Forget about the Christ' jingles, we sip mohitos The feelings are high for you, they tri-lingual African drums, Russian hip hop, and disco It only takin' three moves, you all up in my zone Like tic - tac - and toe Yo, it's so easy, cuz these other cats is jah-so-bro's [Chorus x4] [Afu-Ra] So let's pain an oasis From the clouds, up to the constellations, to be our basement Beats run home, hot tub in the living room No space for satisfaction, well I'mma make room Pawns hittin' the tomb, horns blowin' to the moon If I could taste you on the platter, I wanna be spoon fed No condiments, and no sauce, forget the bread 12 o'clock, in the morning, as I start the yawnin' I feel your body calling, ready for the installment Like the flower you are, open up, I drop my pollen in We interwine like knowledge, all up in my rhyme again [Chorus to fade] |
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