verse 1
from a gucci in the winter
i see you wit your girl
just walkin in your chint chilla fur
i was laid up in coop bck shade up
lookin at your face just pure wit no make up
a little bit of mack lip gloss
hair in a bun well done
lookin for a ring i see none
so i hopped out the coop
in hot persuit
to stop and introducing
like im shyne and you, you my destiny
and your dimond cluster to much just to touch ya
perfume down to your structer
think ill wait to the second night to fuck ya
i wanna marrie you
naa im just playin
but we can start wit a few nights out in malibu
surfin layin up on pursins
heres my number put in your purse and call me
chorus
on the telephone
when she heard my voice
she tell me to pick her up in my rolls royce
if my rolls royce is not for ladies
then girl imma take you in my mercedes
if my mercedes will not fill up with disease
then girl imma take you in my firebird,if
firebird can not take the curb girl put jah rust in da dime in jah bus
verse 2
were gettin closer my playa days is over
well maybe not completely
but stay alarmed
come here rest your head on my bed
and let me get between ya legs
laid on your
uh take it from the back like a bad girl suppose to i know you like that
scream wake the neighbors from they sleep
grab the sheets with your teeth
wiggle your buck cheaks
quarter styles over your body
lick you up
treat you like a conveinent store
stick you up
take you to the balcony
pick you up
so you can look at the city while im diggin your kitty
and we drive in to the sunset pull over get up on the hood ma i aint done yet
chorus
verse 3
we been together for a few months now
did it all four sesons in the trunk
beverly hills
bungalows in your undercloths in paris
ifle towers bubble baths and shower
in the silindo sheen
sincer is what you seen
see me flip a couple things got to magazins
and i, i think you might be the right one (the right one whooa)
woo waitpress the breaks gotta investigate
what i do to you it dont matta
wether my pockets is slim no fatter
wether its bbq's or mr. childs platter
even if i slip off the succes ladder
even if the paragraphs didnt hit the charts its smash if my car was a train i'd a service it back i think you be right there(i know you'll be right there) cause we right there your cardier chaunce just you in my arms no sean don just a bottle of avion, comon uh
chours
[barrington]
so i draw from my tonic and i take one sip
should've seen me cuz igallop like a hore'll get whipped
come quick yeahhhhhhhhh, come quick whoaaaaa
cuz she'll wild out and not tell on her
although someone changed, wanna know when ill be back
imma love love love love love love you forever ohi
always be there- for me
always be there
be there for me
ohhhhhhhhhhh,ayah
ayah,ayah,ayah,ayah
ohhhhhhhhhh
for me,for me