[Shyne]
  In front of Gucci in the winter, I seen ya witcha girl
  Just walkin' uh - in ya chin chilla fur
  I was laid up
  In the coupe back shade up
  Lookin' at cha face, just pure wit no make up
  A little bit a mack lip gloss, hair in a bun well done
  Lookin' for a ring, I seen none
  So I hopped out the coupe
  In hot pursuit
  To stop and introduce
  Like I'm Shyne, and you?, you my destiny
  And ya diamond cluster, to much just to touch ya
  Perfume down to ya structure
  Think I'll wait til the 2nd night to fuck ya
  I wanna marry you, nah I'm just playin'
  But we can start wit a few nights out in Malibu surfin'
  Playin' up on Persian
  Here's my number
  Put in ya purse and call me
      [Chorus:Barrington Levy]
  On the telephone, she heard my voice
  Tell me to pick her up in my Rolls Royce
  If my Rolls Royce is not wit ladies
  Then girl I'm gonna take you in my Mercedes
  If my Mercedes will not fill up wit the disease
  Then girl I'm gonna take in my Firebird
  If Firebird cannot take the curb
  Girl put jah rust and da dime in jah bus
    [Shyne]
  I'm gettin' closer
  My player days is over
  Well maybe not completely, but stay alarmed
  Come here huss ya head on my bed
  And let me get between ya legs
  Lay on ya back, uh - take it from the back
  Like a bad girl suppose to, I know you like that
  Scream wake the neighbors when they sleep
  Grab the sheets witcha teeth
  Wiggle ya butt cheeks
  Quarter styles over ya body, lick you up
  Treat you like a convenient store, stick you up
  Take you to the balcony, pick you up
  So you can look at the city, while I'm diggin' ya kitty
  Then we drivin' to the sunset
  Pull over, get up on the hood ma I ain't done yet
    [Chorus]
    [Shyne (Barrington Levy)]
  We've been together for a few months now
  Did it all four seasons til the trunk
  Beverly Hills bungalows
  In ya underclose
  In Paris, Eiffel Tower
  Bubble baths and showers
  In a silindo sheen, sincere is what you seen
  See me flip a couple things, go to magazines
  And I - I think you might be the right one whoa(the right one)
  Wait press the brakes, gotta investigate
  What I do know - to you it don't matter
  Whether my pockets is slim or fatter
  Whether it's BBQs or Mr.Childs platter
  Even if I slip off the success ladder
  Even if the paragraphs didn't hit the charts and smash
  If my car was a train I'd a service it back
  I think you'll be right there(know you'll be right there)
  Cuz we right there, yo cardier chaunce
  Just you in my arms
  No Sean don, just a bottle of avion
    [Chorus]
    [Barrington Levy]
  So I draw from my tonic and I take one sip
  Should've seen me cuz I gallop like a horse'll get whipped
  Come quick yeahhhhhhhhh, come quick whoaaaaaaaaaa
  Cuz she'll wild out and not tell on her
  Although someone changed, wanna when I'll be back
  I'ma love love love love love love you forever
  Ohi
  Always be there - for me
  Always be there
  Be there for me
  Ohhhhhhhhh,ayah
  Ayah, ayah, ayah, ayah
  Ohhhhhhhhh
  For me, for me