So Gone (What My Mind Says)

Jill Scott

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    You're gonna hear the pages turn
    Let me take my Gazelle's off

    Don't want this thing, but can't let go
    Even though, I need it so
    Your arms they soothe me
    But I ain't no game, I ain't no toy, I ain't just brain
    This ain't no movie mane
    I'm a real woman
    Been down this road before
    I just need more

    Why does my body ignore what my mind says?
    I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed
    I need to listen, listen

    Emotions deep down inside of me
    I'm trying to hide, but they keep finding me
    I want to lay low, but continuously you do
    All the right things (damn)
    So sweet to me
    What do I do?

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    Why does my body ignore what my mind says?
    I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed
    I need to damn
    Why does my body ignore what my mind says?
    I try to keep it intact but I'm here in this bed
    Again, I'm scared Again (1, 2)

    You got that ocean of soul
    Baby you super thick
    And I'm the man of steel with skills
    Call me Super Dick
    I got that technique that keeps you cummin back to back
    And I know you feel it all in your stomach whenever you arch your back
    I'm a pull yo hair; I know you love that
    When I maneuver this tongue, your eyes roll back
    I work them side angles
    I'm a Kama Sutra pro
    Kitchen table down to the flo'
    Ass in the air while you biting that pillow
    Girl you know how I chop and screw
    That's what a diamond chip dick do

    Oh my mind says, and my body says something different

    Why does my body ignore what my mind says?
    I try to keep it intact, but I'm here in this bed again
    He got that thickness
    The kind that make you get up makin' biscuits with
    Breakfast, so gone

    Why does my body ignore what my mind says?
    I try to keep it intact but I'm here in this bed

    Well Gone, gone, gone I'm scared of this love
    He got that thickness
    The kind that make you get up makin' biscuits with
    Breakfast, so gone

    And I ain't even thinkin' 'bout the next chick that he mess with
    So reckless, so gone

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    Composición: Jill Scott, Lee Hutson, Jr., Paul Slayton, Jairus Mozee y Paris Strother

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