You got me good
Yeah, feel it
Clap down a beat, look how she curves and bends her little waist to it
Aawwhh, and she dresses to match
She's got a fine little body and a nice round ass
But damn, I really like this chick
As I stepped over there I wanted to introduced me quick
But as I came towards her I didn't in my mind have the words to spit
Girl, you stuck on my brain like I'm sipping on a juice with a bottle of gin
I wanna make her mine, but my thoughts are nasty
And it’s one of a kind, you probably never ever gonna dig my style
‘cause in the bed things can get awfully wild
You chill in to the smooth type of R&B
just relax to the sounds of TMC
CHORUS: (x2)
Girl, you got me going good
She just parked up in a fancy dress
Girl, with your style and your body it’s rude
She just parked up in a fancy dress
When I came over there I was so impressed
BRIDGE:
Your style's legit, shorty, you know I drop a hit
Switch low to the bottom of the floor
don't stop for the bit, get it more
I like it when you come up and you say who I am, baby girl
It's TMC, I got the master plan, from the grain to the crop I do it non-stop
Put a bottle of Jameson to spice it up, no one ever really cared when I made it hard
I got the voice and the tone to light that spark, flaming
as I came in haters blaming, break them in physical pain till they feel restrain
While I play the keys and I produce the notes
like a lyrical poet on that boat that floats
Wherever you want to go, I do a massive show, slam you from behind with a smile
She got the feeling the touch, I’ll give her a rush after her next move she'll be on the couch
You rocking it hot up to the chart with me baby girl, get it down, get it laid with me
CHORUS (x2)
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