Spellbound Songtext
von Jamma-Dee

If you wanna see me tomorrow
Shit all you gotta do is pick up the phone and call
No time for reading minds, you got a mind of your own
Plus I don′t be sweating hoes
And I don't mean hoes, I mean hoes short for honey
I just dropped a knee
Got some vocabulary Black Sheep taught to me
It′s a mix of my feelings and probably the beat
That made me think I need to have this dialogue
Honestly these other niggas is toys on a near death experience


So I know you ain't quite ready for something as real as this
And I don't mean real as a corny hip hop slogan
I mean real in the flesh with the absence of clothing
Yeah baby girl play it back and then quote it
I see it as a photograph captured by Coleman
Dreaming in the past within the actual moment

Roaming round the city blowing trees I spotted you
In the town where the air is the scent of Korean barbecue
An old soul that don′t need no auto-tune
The loop′s kinda smooth, you know what I'ma do
When the mic is in my hand like I′m Donahue
I'ma address the audience
Then after the show I′ma undress your body bitch
Fuck you on a stack of 45s
But first let me turn up the music and close the blinds