Intimate - Poj

1ST VERSE

This could be your life testament

Or this could be a prerequisite

When me and you make eye contact we then venture to a place together with no

distractions

I’ll set the standards for your satisfaction

I know you getting kinda wet just off the interaction

So are you feeling like I am?

Really all I’m asking

I know it’s premature but that’s just coming from attraction (Shit)

A grown man so I can’t be passive and miss out on what you passing

In any shape form or fashion

I gotta get ya orgasmic, the innuendos can you grasp it?

Really

If that’s so then we can leave the facilities

And write a brand new book called fulfilling dreams

Fantasies, curiosities, personal one’s with apostrophes

Its gotta mean we getting intimate…

HOOK

So take ya clothes off mama if you in to it

I could tell by how you looking that you interested

I’m a show you absolutely what the difference is

Soon as I kiss ya lips… we getting intimate.

2ND VERSE

I wanna ignite your hormones

I get it done when we get alone

The moment that I touch ya body bet I make you moan

And like The Dream’s girl singing falsetto tones

(Shit) That can be a reality

So erase the technicality

And let’s get into another realm, isolate ya mind, and enjoy yourself

The lust runneth over in my cup

I can sense you got them butterflies in your stomach

Is that because you wanna do something that you shouldn’t

Or you believe I can do something that he couldn’t (Shit)

I think we on the same page, well we might as well perform if we on the same

stage

Just understand the analogy, you know it’s not very challenging

It’s gotta mean we getting intimate…

HOOK

I wanna touch the unfamiliar places

I mean touch all four-bases

You decided, a loser or a winner

I clean it up like a homerun hitter

You know it’s no fun when ya uptight with the jitters

So relax and let me enter

Allow me to uplift, and win a prize like Pulitzer

I got the mixture

So if ya into what I’m proposing

We should do it movin, not frozen

You aroused well baby I’m bulging, subtle with my convulsion

The message I’m relaying, you the one that’s chosen

You probably think I’m playing or just caught in the moment

But everything I’m saying is just for your enjoyment

I’m knowing that you wit it, you ain’t trying to avoid it

That’s why you keep making them noises

So let’s get intimate…

HOOK