Shyne - Bonnie Shyne Lyrics
Feat. barrington levy[shyne]In front of gucci in the winter, I seen ya witcha girlJust walkin uh - in ya chin chilla furI was laid up - in the coupe back shade upLookin at cha face, just pure wit no make upA little bit a mack lip gloss, hair in a bun well doneLookin for a ring, I seen noneSo I hopped out the coupeIn hot pursuitTo stop and introduceLike Im shyne, and you? , you my destinyAnd ya diamond cluster, to much just to touch yaPerfume down to ya structureThink Ill wait til the 2nd night to ***** yaI wanna marry you, nah Im just playinBut we can start wit a few nights out in malibu surfinPlayin up on persianHeres my numberPut in ya purse and call meChorus:[barrington levy]On the telephone, she heard my voiceTell me to pick her up in my rolls royceIf my rolls royce is not wit ladiesThen girl Im gonna take you in my mercedesIf my mercedes will not fill up wit the diseaseThen girl Im gonna take you in my firebirdIf firebird cannot take the curbGirl put jah rust and da dime in jah bus[shyne]Im gettin closerMy player days is overWell maybe not completely, but stay alarmedCome here huss ya head on my bedAnd let me get between ya legsLay on ya back, uh - take it from the backLike a bad girl suppose to, I know you like thatScream wake the neighbors when they sleepGrab the sheets witcha teethWiggle ya butt cheeksQuarter styles over ya body, lick you upTreat you like a convenient store, stick you upTake you to the balcony, pick you upSo you can look at the city, while Im diggin ya kittyThen we drivin to the sunsetPull over, get up on the hood ma I aint done yetChorus[shyne] (barrington levy)Weve been together for a few months nowDid it all four seasons til the trunkBeverly hills bungalowsIn ya undercloseIn paris, eiffel towerBubble baths and showersIn a silindo sheen, sincere is what you seenSee me flip a couple things, go to magazinesAnd I - I think you might be the right one whoa(the right one)Wait press the brakes, gotta investigateWhat I do know - to you it dont matterWhether my pockets is slim or fatterWhether its bbqs or mr.childs platterEven if I slip off the success ladderEven if the paragraphs didnt hit the charts and smashIf my car was a train Id a service it backI think youll be right there(know youll be right there)Cuz we right there, yo cardier chaunceJust you in my armsNo sean don, just a bottle of avionChorus[barrington levy]So I draw from my tonic and I take one sipShouldve seen me cuz I gallop like a horsell get whippedCome quick yeahhhhhhhhh, come quick whoaaaaaaaaaaCuz shell wild out and not tell on herAlthough someone changed, wanna when Ill be backIma love love love love love love you foreverOhiAlways be there - for meAlways be thereBe there for meOhhhhhhhhh,ayahAyah, ayah, ayah, ayahOhhhhhhhhhFor me, for me
