How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got a slick don feeling paro
Heart melting down since that smile shot an arrow
I'm real sorry if I come across shallow
My know-how on this stuff's just about narrow
But the more I looked close at the facts
I came to conclude, I'm open to adapt
You may well construe, I'm a poacher on attack
That's far from the truth, I'm hoping that we match
Wouldn't mind if you're mine, I'll put pride to the side, I'll advise that you try, ride with me
Birds show intrigue, ok that's sweet, but none of them seem, like you b
I owe you a chance, you owe me a chance, no reason to prance, tirelessly
We're clearly in sync, cause you think what I think, so let's go try a ting, silently
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got me doing sweet boy on a track
When I wrote the first word I was prepping for flack
I don't give a f*ck cause repression is wack
Why miss sutin real for a petulant act
I'll show you a growing Jele
This shit right here's for the grown and sexy
You'll live life cah the flow's are deadly
Hoes can't disturb cah I focus plenty
Putting out all the stops, what more do you want, well implied by the don, till you know
I'm feeling your style, and I'm borderline wild, man's waited for a while, more than he hoped
I ain't pausing to chase, cah my thoughts on the papes, an unfortunate shame, if the chance is blown
Best believe I'm the one, emulations are none, this is Queen Stella's son, I don't mean to boast
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Jele Jelz - Too Intriguing Lyrics
Jele Jelz - Too Intriguing Lyrics
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How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got a slick don feeling paro
Heart melting down since that smile shot an arrow
I'm real sorry if I come across shallow
My know-how on this stuff's just about narrow
But the more I looked close at the facts
I came to conclude, I'm open to adapt
You may well construe, I'm a poacher on attack
That's far from the truth, I'm hoping that we match
Wouldn't mind if you're mine, I'll put pride to the side, I'll advise that you try, ride with me
Birds show intrigue, ok that's sweet, but none of them seem, like you b
I owe you a chance, you owe me a chance, no reason to prance, tirelessly
We're clearly in sync, cause you think what I think, so let's go try a ting, silently
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got me doing sweet boy on a track
When I wrote the first word I was prepping for flack
I don't give a f*ck cause repression is wack
Why miss sutin real for a petulant act
I'll show you a growing Jele
This shit right here's for the grown and sexy
You'll live life cah the flow's are deadly
Hoes can't disturb cah I focus plenty
Putting out all the stops, what more do you want, well implied by the don, till you know
I'm feeling your style, and I'm borderline wild, man's waited for a while, more than he hoped
I ain't pausing to chase, cah my thoughts on the papes, an unfortunate shame, if the chance is blown
Best believe I'm the one, emulations are none, this is Queen Stella's son, I don't mean to boast
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got a slick don feeling paro
Heart melting down since that smile shot an arrow
I'm real sorry if I come across shallow
My know-how on this stuff's just about narrow
But the more I looked close at the facts
I came to conclude, I'm open to adapt
You may well construe, I'm a poacher on attack
That's far from the truth, I'm hoping that we match
Wouldn't mind if you're mine, I'll put pride to the side, I'll advise that you try, ride with me
Birds show intrigue, ok that's sweet, but none of them seem, like you b
I owe you a chance, you owe me a chance, no reason to prance, tirelessly
We're clearly in sync, cause you think what I think, so let's go try a ting, silently
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Got me doing sweet boy on a track
When I wrote the first word I was prepping for flack
I don't give a f*ck cause repression is wack
Why miss sutin real for a petulant act
I'll show you a growing Jele
This shit right here's for the grown and sexy
You'll live life cah the flow's are deadly
Hoes can't disturb cah I focus plenty
Putting out all the stops, what more do you want, well implied by the don, till you know
I'm feeling your style, and I'm borderline wild, man's waited for a while, more than he hoped
I ain't pausing to chase, cah my thoughts on the papes, an unfortunate shame, if the chance is blown
Best believe I'm the one, emulations are none, this is Queen Stella's son, I don't mean to boast
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
How do I express this feeling
I've a glimpse at your face and my chest is beating
Could it be love I'll admit I'm squealing
I'd make it all dust but it's too intriguing
Writer: Ehijele Mohammed
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid