Tatashe

My body dey sweet me

Whenever you kiss me

Whenever you tell me say

You really do need me

I know what you thinking, why

Cos I been repeating

Why, Cos I say no strings attached

But make we reason

I been pretending

Oh I been amending

Hmmm texts I been sending

See the love I’m presenting

I know how you feeling

Let’s stop pretending

We could be this and that

But I want your loving

So gimme body shaperly

Fine lady stutter me

Whining I like that shit

I’m living my fantasy

Gimme body shaperly

Fine lady stutter me

Whining I like that shit

I’m living my fantasy

Body tatashe o, tatashe o

You dey murder me o

This body tatashe o, tatashe o

You dey murder me o

This thing be spiritual special healing

My heart you be stealing o

I’m over the ceiling

Without you I no dey reason

Have sex in the kitchen

Your legs I be spreading

Na you go born my pikin

If I talk just believe

You be ole you be thief

Body giving me relieve

Shey you dey follow me dey sing

Normally I no simp

But you making me to think

If I’m moving in the right direction

Love in my imperfection