[Shyne] In front of Gucci in the winter, I've seen you with you girl Just walkin' uh - in you chinchilla fur I was laid up In the coupe back shade up Lookin' at you face, just pure with no make up A little bit a mack lip gloss, hair in a bun well done Lookin' for a ring, I've seen none So I hopped out the coupe In hot pursuit To stop and introduce Like I'm Shyne, and you? You're my destiny And you diamond cluster, to much just to touch you Perfume down to you structure Think I'll wait till the second night to fuck you I wanna marry you, nah I'm just playin' But we can start with a few nights out in Malibu surfin' Playin' up on Persian Here's my number Put in you purse and call me
[Chorus: Barrington Levy] On the telephone, she heard my voice Tell me to pick her up in my Rolls Royce If my Rolls Royce is not for ladies Then girl I'm gonna take you in my Mercedes If my Mercedes will not fill up with the disease Then girl I'm gonna take in my Firebird If Firebird cannot take the curb Girl put your ass in the damn Metro bus
[Shyne] I'm gettin' closer My player days is over Well maybe not completely, but stay alarmed Come here huss you head on my bed And let me get between you legs Lay on you back, uh - take it from the back Like a bad girl suppose to, I know you like that Scream wake the neighbors when they sleep Grab the sheets with you teeth Wiggle you butt cheeks Quarter styles over you body, lick you up Treat you like a convenient store, stick you up Take you to the balcony, pick you up So you can look at the city, while I'm diggin' you kitty Then we drivin' to the sunset Pull over, get up on the hood ma I ain't done yet
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[Shyne (Barrington Levy)] We've been together for a few months now Did it all four seasons to the Trump Beverly Hills bungalows In your underclothes In Paris, Eiffel Tower Bubble baths and showers In a silindo sheen, sincere is what you seen See me flip a couple things, go to magazines And I - I think you might be the right one whoa (the right one) Wait press the brakes, gotta investigate What I do know - to you it don't matter Whether my pockets is slim or fatter Whether it's BBQs or Mr.Childs platter Even if I slip off the success ladder Even if the paragraphs didn't hit the charts and smash If my car was a train I'd a service it back I think you'll be right there (know you'll be right there) Cause we right there, yo Cartier charms Just you in my arms No Sean don, just a bottle of evian
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[Barrington Levy] So I draw from my tonic and I take one sip Should've seen me cause I gallop like a horse'll get whipped Come quick yeah, come quick whoa Cause she'll wild out and not tell on her Although someone changed, wanna when I'll be back I'm gonna love love love love love love you forever Ohi Always be there - for me Always be there Be there for me Oh, ayah Ayah, ayah, ayah, ayah Oh For me, for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
