John Givez

Da Art Of Storytellin', Pt. 5
We was in the back seat, bumpin' Jagged Edge That's when you asked me, if I had a wrap for this I gladly pulled it out my pocket My conscience telling me to stop it, God is watching us But I can't fight the feeling baby, I just wanna, uh We proceed to program ourselves accordingly Souls tied to each other, so disorderly You lookin' at me lookin' at you and I'm wonderin' Honey could I be your comb over words are stumbling Mumbling sweet nothings' in ya ear like I know what's up The homies say the first time is the first time I would feel like a true playa (it hurts' John) Slow it down I'm hoping after this that you could hold it down We got stains on our purity Feeling strange but you're dear to me, dearly Beloved we done gathered false security Why everything that's wrong gotta feel so right Know we both young, I'm a make you my wife The feeling's so strong baby Ain't tryna lead you on baby Precious satisfaction Gimme your pleasure and your passion We was in the back seat, bumpin' Jagged Edge SongtexteThat's when you asked me, if I could keep it a secret You ain't want the word out You ain't want 'em sayin' (girl I heard about you the other night) Show you right, pull up out the park then you took me home I hit you later on with the house phone, hopefully my mamma stayed sleepin' Hopefully your granny didn't hear you sneakin' through the back door Pacin' in my room I'm a playa now I wanna tell the homies how I layed ya down You wanna tell ya girls it was crack-a-lackin' Two youngsters with the unction of a passion factor But we can feel the distance start to grow (oh no) We got stains on our purity Feeling strange but you're dear to me, dearly Beloved we done gathered false security Why everything that's wrong gotta feel so right Know we both young, I'm a make you my wife The feeling's so strong baby Ain't tryna lead you on baby Precious satisfaction Gimme your pleasure and your passion Your in the back seat wit ya boy And in the back seat we enjoy All the slow jams bumpin' down ya list Till ya tell me change the song Now we playing Lloyd Can I be real, this is how I feel I'm in need of love, so let's dip up out of here Ooh you're just my type, everything so right I just wanna chill, so let's dip up out of here Dip up outta here Aus Songtexte Mania