Album Cover Got A Thing For You (Ft Da Brat & Elephant Man)

Got A Thing For You (Ft Da Brat & Elephant Man)

MARIAH CAREY

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my dear, my dear, my dear,

you do not know me

but i know you very well

so let me tell about da brat tatatat

i´m light skin, redbone,

peanut butter complxion

very affectionate, very direct

when i´m expressing myself

i´m 5´5"

my astrology sign is aries

thick in my thighs, 36Bs

pretty brown eyes, no hair weaves

put it down with these lucious suckable lips

making you wanna reach out and touch´em

come on and give me a kiss

could it be those hips just pokin out of my jeans

i showed them once or twice

and some niggers have become feems

i´m a javouci rocking, hat cockin,

blunt smoking

no stopping, weave cocking

with constant heat dropping

bombs on nonbelievers charming

all the people

they call it the life of leisure

i´m preaching what i´m speaking

this @#%$ you ain´t used to seeing

so please believe it you needin the B

to the R muthafucking AT

i guess you wonder where i´ve been

i search to find the love within

i came back to let you know

i gotta thing for you

and i can´t let it go

i´m steppin in the club now ya´ll

hey now

niggers showing me love ya´ll

hey now

i rapp for my thugs ya´ll, hey now

especially my niggers,

they got the ouoo!

i´d be sitting in my car waiting on you

to drop off my package

a big zipped locked baggy to support my habit

we´ll go together like roger

and jessica rabbit

i´m spoiled rotten,

i´m rocking pink silk panties

at the moment

but i´m sport cotton

but jeanie´s dreamin of

jeanie will blink me to scottie

so he can beam me pump adrenaline

into my blook steam

proceed extremely with caution

i´m probably gleaming

because my bling bling is

worth a fortune

it seems things will never change

so i puffed often cause these dayz,

niggers is crazy

you can´t pay me to roll without my AK

i guess you wonder where i´ve been

i search to find the love within

i came back to let you know

i gotta thing for you

and i can´t let it go

i can´t let go of this game

i can´t let go of this fame

but for sure, before i go

you niggers gonna know my name

cause i´m so doogie, one in a million

cop a brazzillion for the coochie

that rides smoothly

pass the doogie, the dutchie

rudely interrupted, your regularly

scheduled program

i throw down and bust it

there ain´t no hoe around touching me

i´m sharper than cutlerly

i slice niggers to itty bitty pieces

i´m steppin in the club now ya´ll

hey now

niggers showing me love ya´ll

hey now

i rapp for my thugs ya´ll, hey now

especially my niggers,

they got the ouoo!

i guess you wonder where i´ve been

i search to find the love within

i came back to let you know

i gotta thing for you

and i can´t let it go...