Kurrupt young Gotti man what's up Sapphire you know I mean We gotta make it do what it do baby you dig Keep it real smooth on em what's happenening
Excuse me baby baby but you're so fine I'm gone wrap you round me like a grapevine I be Sapphire bag me by all means there's much more to me than the eyes can see Afrocentric rhythms on my brain got Teeth like diamonds eyes like hurricane I'm Chocolate covered berries dipped in Chardon give you what you need and always keep it raw dog Do your thing and make the choir girl sing Turn a woman's head around Turn a woman's head all the way around baby Make me forget who I am and that I got a man got me saying aah well damn Make me feel lost baby when I'm found Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it I'd drive across town through traffic to sip Malibu wit u Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it There ain't no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u
Forgive me cussin just at the time sweet T rolled a 60 baby in a heartbeat Dark town girls will always be my MO West coast ladies bout to hit you so low I'm good company baby in a pinch you'll always choose me ain't No split decision Rumor has it I've done everything the notorious Lady to the T Do your thing and make the church bells ring Turn a woman's head around Turn a woman's head all the way around baby Make me forget who I am and that I got a man got me saying aah well damn Make me feel lost baby when I'm found Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it I'd write your name on my back in a tat if you ask me to Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it There ain't no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u
Sexy when you put it on me baby wit your rhythms If you was a surgeon then you'd work me with precision Got me goin deep I think I'm having innervisions Got me going crazy got me wondering how I'm livin Sexy when you put it on me baby wit your rhythms If you was a surgeon then you'd work me with precision Got me goin deep I think I'm having innervisions Got me going crazy Got me going crazy
Yeah how you wanna do this flex baby bend like a reed in the wind this where your fantasies end I'll hit it outta the park and we'll be battin 1000 tongue box player with the souped up sounds and I got the mix have you spinnin your rims you're lookin for me to trim and now you're out on a limb I got you hot wired sound fired Feening for some Teena blindfold you boy you'll think your kissin Angelina Whose is it daddy Man who does it swing for, for who the bell tolls baby who does it ring for Whose is it daddy I'll pour myself over you see I'm a make it do what it do what it do Whose is it daddy Whose gonna roll the seven My call letters what boy for you HE eaven Whose is it daddy Who'll make you feel like a thug, you might as well face you're a sucker for love
Who does it belong to, Whose your daddy Baby whose is it Tell me bout it I'd drive across town through traffic to sip Malibu wit u Who does it belong to, Whose your daddy whose your daddy Baby whose is it Whose is it daddy There ain't no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u Whose your daddy baby Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it Whose is it daddy I'd write your name on my back in a tat if you ask me to Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it Whose is it daddy I'd drive across town through traffic to whip my dookey stick on you.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
