[Verse 1: Busta Rhymes] Look, tell me what you really wanna see I had the greatest experince You can have video, what’s it gonna be? I had to say it, wowin’, my heartbeat started poundin’ Walked on the set while she got dressed and cocked wings on her outfit Janet, why you doin’ this to me? At the time I couldn’t believe we both were starrin’ in this movie You in my video, you know a nigga loved it I spent 2.4 million on the fuckin’ budget All my jewelry flooded, see how the kid was on? First rap nigga album you’re ever featured on And I was weak in the Lord Despite the things we said My first words to Hype Williams is “I can’t believe this dream” Shot a solo scene, I tried to make mines better But I love when we shot together And we rubbed up on each other But I’m a little jealous, Tip Your tongue went in her mouth In that Poetic Justice movie, from what I can account You know what we be ‘bout…
Any time, huh? Any place, baby?
Now, you know, at the time, I was really… I really had my crush on shorty, man, you know what I mean? Yeah, I was in love with shorty since she was Benny and all that on Good Times and shit, you know what I mean? Ayo, come one, you’s a fucked up dude for doin’ that to me, man, you broke my heart with that, man.
[Verse 2: Q-Tip] Come on, Buss, you know how many dudes say that to me? Like… Once a day – girl, truly We grew up with her through the lens of a camera Didn’t have much, but dare said I’m havin’ her Shorty was the joint, here’s my case and point Me and ‘Pac rollin’ L’s in the trailer Both of us get to schemin’ how to nail her First movie ‘bout to come out in the theatre Pleasure principle, butt to the makeup truck So ill, I gave her my code We kissed, I took her control We swapped as all the film rolled A marathon, we kept this good thing goin’ Sunset, the moon, it came on In my mind it would prolong Listen… the scene was deaded, but I wanted my own edit Me and Justice kissin’ keep it goin’, two pros with credit A memorable summer in ’92 out in Cali When I got back up top my niggas asked about the fatty And did I smash her madly, to that I had to answer Negative, but I’d give anything to be her dancer A captivatin’ lady, I used to be her baby Good Times, they never fadin’ Look back and celebrate Poetic Justice…
[Outro: Janet Jackson] At any time, and any place I don’t care who’s around
In the thundering rain You stare into my eyes…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
