You're who I desire, you light my fire With every kiss you take me higher Feeling like you're loving I just cannot resist There's something that's making
imma take my lexus to the mall get a little black dress just because me and my boo just broke it off imma be fly although hes gone and i dont really care
What can really make a man No gold or money, clips and honey Dips don't make a brother know No don't make a brother golden What can really make a man
Come over my man's crib Candles by the moonlit windows Barry on a CD Lavender and rose leaves Dinner by the fireplace Cajun Salmon, my baby made it I
Walked down the sidewalk Starin' at your feet Wishin' my steps were longer So by your sides I could keep Hold your hand much bigger Never wanted mine
I seen his brother at The Cloud Looking next to Fly His sticks was pounding on the drums When I caught his eye You know, my gosh, he looked at me And
Talk about a man's lips Talk about a man's hands Talk about a man's eyes Talk about a woman's lips Talk about a woman's breast Talk about a woman's thighs
Saw you again at the parlor Crossing the walk with your lady I caught your eye from afar off I noticed she wore a ring I found a smile against my wheel
What's your definition of it? How's it make you feel? Tell me what'd you say that truly makes it real Kings and queens, philosophers have tried so hard
Take me back in the day when loving was pure Love ain't going away, love is always cure Life's not always perfect but love's always forever Let's let
I can't say it's easy feeling the way I do, now I can't say it's simple being so into you, no, no Some may say I'm crazy, I may say that's true I can
go (Here we go) Here we go (Here we go) Here we go (Here we go) Let's rock, let's rock, let's rock Let's rock, let's rock My name's Chrisette Michele
What's the feeling that I get Every single time I look deep into your eyes? What's the tingle that I feel At the touch of your hand up and down my spine
