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RZA - Love Jones lyrics

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C'mon Bobby  turn off that loud shit
 Damn  I wanna hear some slow shit that's gonna relax you
 You know  a nigga  knahmsayin
 Goin through all that shit in the streets n shit
 The hip hop shit  only shit keep a nigga mind in
 I hear you  but it's all about me and you right now
 Word
 Just take off your shirt
 cause I wanna massage your back and your shoulders
 My little Buttercup, yaknahmean?
 You a Buttercup girl
 Oh is that right?
 Yeah
 Well, I got Love Jones for you
 Word, tell me about it

 Chorus: Angel Cake

 Love Jones, I got a Love Jones
 I got a Love Jones.. for you
 (repeat 2X)

 [Bobby Digital]
 Yo girl you shinin like a brand new spankin black glock
 or a thousand hundred dollar bills inside a shoebox
 Exotic bird, special blend of selected fine herbs
 make me wanna kick my bitch to the curb
 Shaped like a naked statue, but look sacred
 Candy to a baby y'know, I'm ready to take it
 She spread your wings like a peacock
 Girl you be the bomb, and Bobby be shellshocked!
 Behold as I shape and mold your formless globe
 into a perfect O, and breathe the breath of life into your nose
 With the fragrance of a fresh pink rose
 and stroll into your eyes, the windows to your soul
 And choose the best part, the dark pupil I chose
 Your heart was mutual, into the center I dove
 Backstroke in your abyss like a fish
 Countin every thought and dream and wish, that exists within six
 She was filled with pleasures, of all measures
 But never took the time to discover, her own sunken treasure
 Unlock the jewelry box, knowledge rose to the top
 The distilled back in the fine mists, that gave birth to the crops
 and seas, that brought us together, for the better
 We could never seperate so maintain your stormy weather
 So maintain the stormy weather
 Word up, and let's walk these dogs together Boo

 Chorus

 [Bobby Digital]
 Yo, Power Equality, Allah C's Everything my Queen
 Whattup Love, won't you just slide under my wings
 so we can take flight, to the edge of the night
 And like doves, we makin love above the bright moonlight
 You know I fills you, so let my love pass and spill through
 your sexual vessels, that bless you then fills you
 up with knowledge and wisdom you understandin
 that bring forth the power refines your whole planet
 She couldn't maintain this heavy slang that I dropped upon her
 She claimed it never rains, down in Southern California
 Bein a black man is most prominant and all dominant
 I couldn't wait to get her home so I could explore her dark continent
 And put my fountain, between her hills and mountains
 Impingin every square inch of her circumfrence I was countin
 Twelve trillion, four hundred and seventy-eight billion
 one hundred and eighteen million, four hundred thousand ways
 to make children, by buildin
 Detected a fine mist but couldn't resist, I told her,
 "You wanna travel inside my head and see if you could rise above six?"
 Then tilt her at the axis then bent her at her equator
 and stuck the diamond might deep inside the crater

 Chorus
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Copyrights:

Author: Rodney Mathews

Composer: ?

Publisher: UrbanWorks Entertainment

Details:

Released in: 1998

Language: English

Appearing on: RZA as Bobby Digital ?– In Stereo (1998)

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