What you wanna say to make me stay awhile What you wanna say to make me wanna stay [x2]
Just me and my peeps we gettin buzzed, lookin for clubs Misses with kisses and hugs, lookin for love She gotta be nice with hers, even with cookin some grub Once I'm in I meet her friends, then I'm hookin my thugs We'll be blowin hundreds, always knowin where the fun is Roadrunners findin more spots than Columbus Pocket full of phone numbers from some of the world wonders I take my time, and find where the right one is Smooth as jazz but more than a half, ready for math And on a steady path, like Betty Shabazz And when I see the wiz I'ma step to my biz And there she is, let's see if she pass the quiz It's appropriate we go get soakin wet Toast, we met, become close associates The place is ours by now I can embrace your style So much flavor I can taste your smile, stay awhile
Why don't you, stay a little while Stayyayyayyy, stay a little while, child Baby, why don't you, stay a little while Stayyayyyayy, ayyyayyy, stay a little while, child Baby, why don't you
We on the low matin, infiltratin, negotiatin We both be makin moves and dough, M.O.'s relatin She ain't takin I want it but yo I know she waitin I throw the bait in, and before you know we datin I want the format, to the doormat Contacts fast, callbacks and all that Your deepest ecstasy see you wear accesory Your secret recipes to your bear necessities She real exotic body feel like Lucile Roberts Name brand closets, culturized products Claws like a scorpion caught me in deeper But juice sweeter, enough to buy a two seater Every mile I plan to have your mind beguiled Til it informs me more than you would normally allow Raised more than an eyebrow with a flagrant style By now I can taste your smile, stay awhile
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Sometimes it's hard to fight it and not let her see me get excited But she know I like it, she know the deal like a psychic Mind is haunted, because I always find her on it She know what I want, where I want, when I want it Blowin up my Motorola, daddy you comin over? She on the sofa, holdin a remote controller Candles burnin lower, favorite dish gettin colder She hot as solar, cause I told her I wanna hold her But her mission she sittin in one position like Yoda A TV show is on to top it off she dead sober Then I open the door up, and kiss her on the shoulder She say I'm rollin, like Mr. Lover Lover We had a hard day, ready to parlay My thirsts they obey everything that God say Okay let's play awhile and I'll embrace your style So much flavor I can taste your smile, stay awhile
[Chorus: w/ variations to end]Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
