Hit the block around twenty to nine,
Checkin’ my girl
But then I see this girl lookin’ fine, so I
Asked her if she wouldn’t mind,
Could you tell me your name and what you’re doing tonight ?
Body like nothin’ I seen,
She’s telling me she’s on the cover of GQ magazine.
Tellin’ me she had to go…
So I dropped her at the spot in my four by four
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So I told her …
I can’t be late,
The girl’s taking up my time,
Had to hit her with a line,
So I told her …
I can’t wait to freak,
See you at the same time next week.
She said …
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Baby give me what you got,
Cos I’m everything that’s she’s not.
Love is all I bring,
In my khaki suit and ting.
So honey leave your girl at home,
With your car keys, mobile phone.
Love is all I got,
All the things that make you hot …
Got my woman crazy on the phone,
She’s talking bout why the f*%@ my ass ain’t at home.
Had to tell her I was stuck,
In some brand new business, I was all tied up.
Told the girl I was late,
I had to rhyme.
I got to be backstage at a quarter past nine.
Telling me to change my mind …
She’s like Britney Spears «Baby hit me one more time … «
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