“, Damn, Mutha***a”
The first time I saw you
I knew I wouldn’t forget you
-wanted you to take me “Higher”
You were “Smooth” with “Those Dreamin’ Eyes”
-that “Brown Sugar” complexion
-put a “Jonz in My Bonz”
Had me “Cruisin” “The Line”
For a piece of the “Devil’s Pie,”
Lickin’ the “Chicken Grease” off my finga’s
-up in some “Spanish Joint” just to see ya’
-you make me “Feel like Makin’ Love”
-work it “Left to Right”
-do things saints would leave “Untitled”
And take you all the way back to “Africa”
-the “Voodoo” that you do
I’d like to answer your question: “How does it feel?”