Soul Search

I think I know your body
I think I know your body
Like I know my ABCs
Lick all over your body
It's as easy as one, two, three
Heaven be like the stadium
Head, head, I want your cranium
I just want to see your body
I want you to take off your shirt
And if you break my heart
I'ma have to do a full soul search

Is you back?
I gotta teach you somethin'
I gotta break you in
I gotta make you cum
Yeah, save me some
Been tryna play me, huh?
Now you wanna date me, huh?
Why you wanna play me for?
Why you wanna take me soul?
What I look like, a fool?
What you wanna take me for?
Why you wanna make me fuss?
Now when I stop fussin'
You gonna hate me, huh?
Come again, make you come
Tryna make you piss (make you squirt)
Tryna make you blush (I'm a dog)
This is somethin' I know you can't take
But I couldn't fake it
O-oh, I'm home alone, babe
Eat your soul and your face

I think I know your body
Like I know my ABCs
Lick all over your body
It's as easy as one, two, three
Heaven be like the stadium
Head, head, I want your cranium
I just want to see your body
I want you to take off your shirt
And if you break my heart
I'ma have to do a full soul search



Credits
Writer(s): 0, Kazarion H. Fowler, Bruce Billingy
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