So Gone [What My Mind Says] - Jill Scott, Paul Wall

You’re gonna hear the pages turn

Let me take my Gazelles off…

Don’t want this thing, but can’t let go

Even though, I need it so

Your arms they soothe me, but I ain’t no game

I ain’t no toy, I ain’t just brain, this ain’t no movie mane

I’m a real woman, been down this road before

(I just need more) I just need more

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I try to keep it intact, but I’m here in this bed

I need to… listen, listen

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I tried keepin' it tight, but I’m here in this bed

I need to… listen

Emotions deep down inside of me

I’m trying to hide, but they keep finding me

I want to lay low, but continuously you do…

(Uh, uh, uh!) All the right things (damn, damn, damn)

So sweet to me (Eh, eh, eh)

What do I do?

Oh

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I try to keep it intact, but I’m here in this bed

I need to… damn

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I try to keep it intact but I’m here in this bed

Again, I’m scared… Again (1, 2)

Oh, oh, oh

You got that ocean of soul

Baby you super thick

And I’m the man of steel with skills

Just Call me Super Dick

I got that technique that keeps you cummin' back to back

And I know you feel it all in your stomach whenever you arch your back (yeah)

I’m a pull yo hair;

I know you love that

When I maneuver this tongue, your eyes roll back

I work them side angles;

I’m a Kama Sutra pro

Kitchen table down to the flo

Ass in the air while you biting that pillow

Girl you know how I chop and screw

That’s what a diamond chip dick do

That’s what a diamond chip dick do (Jill Scott Singing)

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I try to keep it intact, but I’m here in this bed

Again

He got that thickness, the kind that make you get up bakin biscuits with

Breakfast, so gone (background) (2x)

Why does my body ignore what my mind says?

I try to keep it intact but I’m here in this bed

Well.

Gone, gone, gone… I’m scared of this love

He got that thickness, the kind that make you get up bakin biscuits with

Breakfast, so gone (background)

And I ain’t even thinkin bout the next chick that he mess with… so

Reckless, so gone