Artist | Bahamadia |
Song | I Confess |
Intro | No |
Outro | No |
Sound Mix | Stereo |
Technical Specifications | colour - format unknown |
Verse One: Word life boo, I checked you flexin wit' cha crew lookin sweet enough to chew wit them saint eyes like tha brew, roughneck mannerism, fly disposition, ya live like channel sparkin' like mad-izm, my mission, is gettin into you like a religion, my woman's intuition tells me cupid's arrow's hittin, you're the prince with the glass slipper that my foot could fit in, this feelin that I have is never endin, I'm sendin, my love like Zhane' up in a box with the bow up on the top, cause, for you I got the hots so please accept these feelings I posess i'm like a damsel in distress in ... |