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The Man by Sheila White |
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I need much from you, but least of all
your ends
What I need most from you is a lover and a friend Both in one is ideal to me But each is measured in it's own degree To keep me interested you must stimulate my mind To keep me satisfied you must hit it from behind Your only real challenge now is just to keep up Cause for an amateur, my mood swings can be sort of rough At the most I don't mean to confuse you So for some insight I'll give you a preview Can you be down with exploring my body, finding new ways to turn me out? And still deal with my spiritual side, finding God, that's what I'm talking 'bout. Then turn around and chill,relax with my friends and fam. Do you think I'm asking too much, maybe some superman? Nah! He's out there waiting just for me W/ a fitted to match every pair of jeans Now don't be too hasty and label him simple For the intellect he spits will have you massaging your temple Sportin Armani and Valentino suits, honey looks like he just stepped off the cover of GQ Smart enough to analyze and give me advice Yet sexy enough for me to look at twice He can talk a good game to cut the deal But knows how far to go he keeps it real. |
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