- 歌词
- 专辑列表
- 歌手介绍
Fabolous
-
Into You Ft. Ashanti
作词：Kenneth Hill, Ken Ifill, John Jackson, Tim Kelley, Ronald Lapread, Lionel Richie, Bob Robinson, Ernesto Shaw, Tamia Washington
Uhh, uhh, baby girl
I really like
Uhh, uhh
Hey, ey ey
Desert storm
Hey, ey ey
Yea yea
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now, I want to be more than a friend of you now
When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the 90's into 2 Thou'
There's no reason to have a friend or two now
'Cuz the kid's ready to tell you how he feel in a few vow's
Maybe, I speak in general now
But girl I'mma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now
Where I go, they wear bikini's in the winter too now
What you think about, tan lines on the skin of you now
Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou'
On 5th Ave. shopping spree's, and them dinners at Chao's
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you, you growl
And any dude with you, he better be a kin of you now
And I ain't jealous, it's the principle now, I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
Come on ma, it's more than a flashin'
I woulda traded it all, in orderly fashion
My villa in Florida we crashin'
Just off the shore, so you can hear when water be splashin'
The drop top 3 and a quarter we dashin'
The flawless diamonds and the border we flashin'
The money, we oughta be stashin'
I make sure every quarter be cashed in, I can't really explain it
My friend be thinkin' I'm slippin'
These girls be thinkin' I'm trippin'
What kinda weed he be smokin'
What type of drinks he be sippin'
Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin'
Would have me with the blue's so hard
You would think I was crippin'
Now, you relaxin' in the Benz
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网
Credit cards with no limits
So you don't worry about maxxin' when you spend
Ever since you've been askin' 'bout the friends
How'd you like it if both our name's had Jackson on the ends, uh
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I don't wanna trip, but truth is
Girl, the way you cook a steak
Remind me of those strips in Ruths Chris
You love my smile no matter how chipped my tooth is
With you it ain't because my whips is roofless
Or sit on chrome dipped dub deuces
And you ain't flattered by canary envy es dipped Jesus'
Other ballers look dumb when they press you, 5 and 6's
You don't let them kinda numbers impress you
Even though I was somewhat successful
Bein' a player was becoming too stressful
But every since, the superwoman has come to my rescue
My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special
Let's fly to St. Bart, while the villa be painted
Just so we can get really acquainted
The love is real, there's no way it could feel like it's tainted
But I can't really explain it, uh, yeah
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like what you've
Done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
-
|
