Dred Loc Meshell Ndegéocello
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[Chorus]
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
[Verse 1]
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
Run them all over your body 'til your hollor stop
As in life they grow a high on high
Ooh! How I love a black man oh my mind
Lay your body down to give yourself strength
As you walk through this world of confrontation
Rest your weary head
And let me run my fingers through your dreds
[Chorus]
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
[Verse 2]
As I bathe my body in the sun
In the land where life began stands a man
One with nature with his head held high
He never questions why
Together we make the fruit of life
So I love and treat him right
So rest you weary head
And let me run my fingers through your dreds
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
[Verse 1]
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
Run them all over your body 'til your hollor stop
As in life they grow a high on high
Ooh! How I love a black man oh my mind
Lay your body down to give yourself strength
As you walk through this world of confrontation
Rest your weary head
And let me run my fingers through your dreds
[Chorus]
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
Let me run my fingers through your dred locks
And rub your body down
[Verse 2]
As I bathe my body in the sun
In the land where life began stands a man
One with nature with his head held high
He never questions why
Together we make the fruit of life
So I love and treat him right
So rest you weary head
And let me run my fingers through your dreds
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