Curves Of Power
(oh yeah, get ready)
She walks into the crowded room
Every eye locked on her sway
Heavy weight of gold and bloom
Carrying her mind her own way
She knows the power in her step
A brilliant mind, a heavy frame
No secrets that she hasn't kept
She's playing such a clever game
That structural design is perfect art
But her intellect is where the fire
starts
(ooh yeah, watch her move)
Conscious curves shaking the ground
That heavy booty making its sound (bam!) Deep philosophy and physical heat
Stunning the whole damn street
(oh, she's got it all)
She reads the classics in her bed
Then wears the silk that holds her tight
Brilliant thoughts inside her head
And heavy motion in the night
No simple toy, she rules the space
With every curve a masterclass
A sharp-tongued wit, a gorgeous face
Commanding with that heavy brass
That structural design is perfect art
But her intellect is where the fire starts
(ooh yeah, she knows)
Conscious curves shaking the ground
That heavy booty making its sound (bam!) Deep philosophy and physical heat
Stunning the whole damn street
(yeah, she's got it all)
Conscious curves shaking the ground
That heavy booty making its sound (bam!) Deep philosophy and physical heat
Stunning the whole damn street
(sing it baby!) (unbelievable...) (hahaha)