Young Ladies
Album: Collabs Tape
Release Date: 6/27/06
Label: Junkadelic
Yah
To all the man and the 'oman dem out there
This the word
Yah
Yah
Teamin' up with Guru
You know say you're da numba won
Trust me
Come on
And three-quarter warrior
The eye to eye contact was all that
I dug your little steelo
You want my digits? I'm with it
You could ring me up whenever
Stroll your way
So bring your game over here to the bar
You know you wanna sit and hang with the star
Maybe get a new house and a brand new car
But the price ain't right
'Cause I ain't your size baby and I ain't your type
Check it
She's perpetration like she never even heard the record
Or saw the video or heard the loudspeakers
You got the TV
Kool Keith in the house with Shug and Guru
Prime time jazz and limousines gettin' to you
Okay
Baby
Let's get out of here and take it back to my rest
I don't think I'm bein' too forward
Would I like to break out right now? Yeah
I dig the way you be lookin' at me
I dig your confidence
My man told me that you like me
You wanna write me
But I'm on some mo' straight up stuff
I get witchu and probably spend a little while
Somewhere in the park after dark
Incognito
Well
Takin' peeks
You on a mission for famous people in position
Holdin' in your love
Gettin' through in
She follows us backstage
First day
Dark and lovely
It is right for me
Because
All de man dem
Check it out
In the twilight
We can explore mysteries that last all night
Nobody has to know but us
Honey you know I'm the man
Baby
You say I'm just a lonely man
But tomorrow I'll be your king
You know me from my name on the streets
You wanna be with me
Since you kissed me on the cheek
Now you wanna be my everyday freak
Lookin' at me
Champagne pop
We got some drinks
Eye contact is on
Sheer plastic
I wanna touch it
True at heart
Take off your mask and reveal
Tell dem come wind
Only if you can make her feel fine
Y'know because
Every single step I take
Eyes are watchin me
Him up and now dey flip the script pon cha chill
Steppin' to you like medicated thrills
Dey can not wait come in from it his eyes
Anything not lay ya to smile ya analyze
I was born inna ruff neighborhood
Steppin' up in light
No one is gonna stop me
An' if I'm da rockin' then I must DJ
'Cause eyes are watchin' me
Eyes are watchin' me
Eyes are watchin me
And me both love mashin'
Eyes are watchin' me
They love Queen Patra 'cause I earn it an'
Guru and all stars
And the stars of reggae music
The original niceness and Patra never the one to front
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