[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
[Chorus]
[Shyne (Barrington Levy)]
We've been together for a few months now
Did it all four seasons till the trunk
Beverly Hills bungalows
In you underclose
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 cardier chaunce
Just you in my arms
No Sean don, just a bottle of evian
[Chorus]
[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 me
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