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