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John Givez
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Da Art of Storytellin', pt. 5
[Verse 1]
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
[Hook]
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
[Verse 2]
We was in the back seat, bumpin' Jagged Edge
That'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
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
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
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