Intuition
Run your player ways keep it
flowing my way
make me silly over hills talk
your slick
slang pull me in like a fish on a
hook keep
throwing out the bate keep
killing
me with your ways
My gut telling me his not the
one
for you intuition getting the
best of me
its fighting me showing me this
man is blinded my
every moves
You got me moving to your
every demand
controlling me with your actions
and softly touching me that
makes me go insane that make
me feel this way
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