Intimate

1ST VERSE
This could be your life testament
Or this could be a prerequisite
When me and you make eye contact we then venture to a place together with no
distractions
I’ll set the standards for your satisfaction
I know you getting kinda wet just off the interaction
So are you feeling like I am? Really all I’m asking
I know it’s premature but that’s just coming from attraction (Shit)
A grown man so I can’t be passive and miss out on what you passing
In any shape form or fashion
I gotta get ya orgasmic, the innuendos can you grasp it? Really
If that’s so then we can leave the facilities
And write a brand new book called fulfilling dreams
Fantasies, curiosities, personal one’s with apostrophes
Its gotta mean we getting intimate…
HOOK
So take ya clothes off mama if you in to it
I could tell by how you looking that you interested
I’m a show you absolutely what the difference is
Soon as I kiss ya lips… we getting intimate.
2ND VERSE
I wanna ignite your hormones
I get it done when we get alone
The moment that I touch ya body bet I make you moan
And like The Dream’s girl singing falsetto tones
(Shit) That can be a reality
So erase the technicality
And let’s get into another realm, isolate ya mind, and enjoy yourself
The lust runneth over in my cup
I can sense you got them butterflies in your stomach
Is that because you wanna do something that you shouldn’t
Or you believe I can do something that he couldn’t (Shit)
I think we on the same page, well we might as well perform if we on the same
stage
Just understand the analogy, you know it’s not very challenging
It’s gotta mean we getting intimate…
HOOK
I wanna touch the unfamiliar places
I mean touch all four-bases
You decided, a loser or a winner
I clean it up like a homerun hitter
You know it’s no fun when ya uptight with the jitters
So relax and let me enter
Allow me to uplift, and win a prize like Pulitzer
I got the mixture
So if ya into what I’m proposing
We should do it movin, not frozen
You aroused well baby I’m bulging, subtle with my convulsion
The message I’m relaying, you the one that’s chosen
You probably think I’m playing or just caught in the moment
But everything I’m saying is just for your enjoyment
I’m knowing that you wit it, you ain’t trying to avoid it
That’s why you keep making them noises
So let’s get intimate…
HOOK