Текст и слова песни Jill Scott – Epiphany
Watching,
Watching
As He Took The Holder Off His Shoulder
Fire In His Eyes, Hands Getting Older
Quiet
Quiet
Grown
Excited
Dub Him For His Bank Account
But Really For His Private
Damn About A Mind Set
Really Wasn't Into That
Needed Me Some Pleasing
Joint Looking Real Fat
Laid Back Was His Foreplay
All That Was Needed,
Needed Me Some Of That
Started Simple
Massaging On My Temple
Pinching On My Mountain Peaks
Is That A Sista Into?
I Responded
Mmmmmmmm
He Like The Sound
I Like Making It More
I Felt For The Rock And Shore
Enough
He Brought It Close
So I Could Really See
Up Close
He Slid Between My
Sweaty, With Lust And Sweat
Broke Mount St. Scott 'til
Ohhhhh
Cream Love Landed On My Skin And Neck
Blended With My All Day Chanel Scent
This Freaking Was Incredibly Decadent
Flip Side
Stomach Meet Sheets
Knee Plows Inside As If He's Making Beats
As If This Years' Harvest Depended On It
Bending On It
Back On My Back
Old Fashion Is Renewed
Red Toe Nail Polish On White Walls
Documenting This Freaking
Ahhhhh
I
Must
Remember
To Thank Him
Later
No, No, No, No, No
I Take Charge Of Chip
Moving With My Back And Hips
Like My Ancestors Did
Speaking The Bantu, Ranga And Tonga
What About A Stop All That To Make Love
But Ohhh Weeee
I Put Him To Sleep
Curled All Up
Spasm All In His Feet
Feeling All Proud
Like I Did Something Deep
Ain't Really Nothing
It's The Way That I Be
Know If His Cigarette Hot Like Me
But Why Do I Feel So Empty?
Watching
As He Took The Holder Off His Shoulder
Fire In His Eyes, Hands Getting Older
Quiet
Quiet
Grown
Excited
Dub Him For His Bank Account
But Really For His Private
Damn About A Mind Set
Really Wasn't Into That
Needed Me Some Pleasing
Joint Looking Real Fat
Laid Back Was His Foreplay
All That Was Needed,
Needed Me Some Of That
Started Simple
Massaging On My Temple
Pinching On My Mountain Peaks
Is That A Sista Into?
I Responded
Mmmmmmmm
He Like The Sound
I Like Making It More
I Felt For The Rock And Shore
Enough
He Brought It Close
So I Could Really See
Up Close
He Slid Between My
Sweaty, With Lust And Sweat
Broke Mount St. Scott 'til
Ohhhhh
Cream Love Landed On My Skin And Neck
Blended With My All Day Chanel Scent
This Freaking Was Incredibly Decadent
Flip Side
Stomach Meet Sheets
Knee Plows Inside As If He's Making Beats
As If This Years' Harvest Depended On It
Bending On It
Back On My Back
Old Fashion Is Renewed
Red Toe Nail Polish On White Walls
Documenting This Freaking
Ahhhhh
I
Must
Remember
To Thank Him
Later
No, No, No, No, No
I Take Charge Of Chip
Moving With My Back And Hips
Like My Ancestors Did
Speaking The Bantu, Ranga And Tonga
What About A Stop All That To Make Love
But Ohhh Weeee
I Put Him To Sleep
Curled All Up
Spasm All In His Feet
Feeling All Proud
Like I Did Something Deep
Ain't Really Nothing
It's The Way That I Be
Know If His Cigarette Hot Like Me
But Why Do I Feel So Empty?
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