Spread

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[Intro: Meshell Ndegéocello] Fuck the rhythm Fuck the rhythm under your bosom [Chorus: Joan As Police Woman] I don't want to move too fast I can't resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Don't want to come on too strong But I'll play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me [Chorus: Meshell Ndegéocello] I don't want to move too fast I don't want to move too fast I don't want to move too fast But I can't resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Don't want to come on too strong But I'll play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me [Chorus: Joan As Police Woman] I don't want to move too fast I can't resist your sexy ass Just spread, spread for me Don't want to come on too strong But I'll play in you all day long Just spread, spread for me [Verse: Meshell Ndegéocello] I can't read minds, but I can read yours I think she says that she wants to pour Pour yourself all over me Pour yourself all over me Pour yourself all over me What you think? I could be wrong, but people don't lie And if they do, by God, they must fry You know, like, like the electric chair The way you stare, yeah, I'm there You committed a crime and I'm the victim I've got an eye out for she who cries out passionately We'll do things backwardly, forwardly, horizontally I'm too young to be settling down Quick to change my mind tomorrow So, now can I borrow your timid torso Moreso, more than your soul? Honest me, gotta be how I roll (More the than your soul?) Fuck the rhythm, fuck the rhythm under your bosom Fuck the rhythm Fuck the rhythm, fuck the rhythm under your bosom Fuck the rhythm, fuck the rhythm under your bosom You're the prism, Shirley Chisholm Was the first, let's rehearse makin' a baby Put in your order, I want a baby daughter Dance on the tip of my tongue Shake the clouds till there's no more wetness in them Shake the clouds till there's no more wetness in them Tell your homegirls that you will send them A postcard from 3000, hard [Chorus: Joan as Police Woman & Meshell Ndegéocello] Don't want to make you feel strange Don't let these words be in vain So spread, spread for me Nature knows that I want you But not unless you want me too So spread, spread for me
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- André 3000