Soul Position

(Interlude) Bronze Yeah! Sit back and observe Time shift over words My words echoed off her body Eyes driving her curves Nervously tossed the herb Though shit, she probably still smell it Keyshia Cole melons, turn a right man rebellious [M-80] I can flip the flow Make it fast or slow And meet Soul Position Before I let it go When our bodies touch An adrenaline rush Comes over me, coming over you (swwwwwww) smoke blows from my cigarette Take one pull, for you pull me back, act Like you don't want it, but you're feeling the kid Loud screams, in between, power u, and the kind shit Climactic, eclectic, a sex expert, exert more thrust for us Gotta trust in us When enough's enough It's what it is, what is was, and what it will be from now on Point pen precise, just a little bit a slice of life Soul to Soul When I grab a hold and I don't ever wanna let you go Let you go...no [Phillie] C'mon pile up in my Escalade Let's ride, let's have sex today DAMN you a sexy babe Sitting next to me, I'll write you a check today Ain't paying me no attention Body's calling but she ain't listening Off in the distance, so delicious Mami you've met all my wish-list Thick red bone description, can't say NO to women Bare no position even though it's tension What's your Soul Position? She like all that stuff is irrelevant I just don't fuck, I'm celibate Never say never, I'll change your life I'm better off making it right (Chorus) Rayz Soul Hey girl I'm trying to get ya mind, body, and soul Hey girl I'm trying to get ya mind, body, and soul Hey girl I'm trying to get witcha..witcha..witcha [Son One] Yo, wassup Iron Maiden, fly Asian, beautiful sensation Your body's blazing, praising God's best creation Mother of my nations, you're carrying my seeds You're fly, Wonder Women, sweet, Justice of my Leagues Smuggle weed for a nigga, down ass sister The pussy is killer, let me whisper in ya ear Pain cookies getting crushed by a young building G's spot assassin got these shorties catching feelings [Kevlaar 7] Peace! Excuse me Queen, how you feel I'm the original, ya Chemistry is real, conceal ya hour-glass frame Under the mock-neck, it's natural, respect the King Are you complete or lonely? Then I'm the one you need If I'm outta line, yo speak ya mind and proceed Indeed tho', baby your style been on my mind all week You scene is calling, can I tune into your frequency? Your golden complexion, smooth as Bob James keys (Chorus) Rayz (Interlude) Bronze