Erick Sermon feat. Bahamadia - I Confess - Remix paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson I Confess - Remix - Erick Sermon feat. Bahamadia




Remix
The Squad
Yeah, yeah
I confess
Yeah, yeah
True, true, true
True, true, true
True, true
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
Bahamadia
Yeah, yeah
Do it like this one time
Word is like boo, I checked you flexin' with your crew
Lookin' sweet enough to chew with them St. Ides like the brew
Roughneck mannerism, fly disposition
Your love like channel spark me like mad-ism
My mission is gettin' into you like a religion
My woman's intuition tells me Cupid's arrow hittin'
You're that prince with the glass slipper that my foot could fit in
This feeling that I have is never endin'
I'm sendin' my love like gelée up in a box
With the bow up on the top
'Cause for you I got the hots
So please accept these words that I possess
I'm like a damsel in distress in pursuit of happiness
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
I confess
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
Many men with mass appeal expands across the globe by the mills
But still I picked you like a daffodil
'Cause you draw me like magnetic fields that give my body chills
Preserve my chocolate ties and it's a thrill
I'm sayin' that when you sway my way I get the 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
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
I wanna be down like Brandy
With you handy for the duration
Engage in electric relaxation
Build a conversation, probe your intellect
Put your manhood to the test
But not just the physical
The individual is what I'm after
Your 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 bond but I could go on and on
Throwin' hints that I'm the chick
You should be celebratin' life with
So instead I felt it best if I just
Stood and represented in the flesh
That I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess
I confess
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
I confess



Writer(s): Marvin Gaye, Joseph Johnson, Antonia Reed, Ed Townsend


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