Must be voodoo in what you do
‘Cause those kisses placed below waist-
Spring smile to face
And I’m trippin’…
Like bring that back to me
With your back to me…
I repay with warm kisses to strong back
Your fingers trace tattoo on my right thigh
And you speak to me
But I choke on words
As I choke on you…
Ending our Four Play like the Final Four-
This Sixty Nine deserves an encore
But we move on to grown folks business-
& love making this good needs a witness…
But I ain’t sharin’ & these 4 hips locked is enough for us-
Must be voodoo in what you do
Cause you make me cuss
I scream that same 4 letter word when I yell-
& baby you seem to follow directions so well
Back arching like a bridge over my running waters…
And I hold you
Like you ain’t going nowhere-
Baby I swear….
There must be voodoo in what you do-
Cause I wanna only conduct this grown folks business….
with You
--MissUndastood 2010
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