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She's My Baby

 

She's My Baby

(albüm: Sunday 8 PM - 1999)


[Maxi Jazz]
Mmm, come to papa
I see you working,
through the beat curtain in the kitchen.
Switchin, leaving me twitching,
I'm itching to be kissing you
But discipline is the rule,
so I sit my own juicy ?? in that cool sheet
Irresistible
We fool around twice a week, she make me weak
Nice when she put her tongue in my cheek
Not petite, baby got a large physique
She take charge, take me where I dare not repeat
I go ... like a hi-hat, planting kisses on your back
You like that, Mrs. X, reputation intact
Nobody in my block know we're like down like that
And the next flat, one down from where I live with my mum
And Uncle John, he ain't my uncle when it's been far too long
But me and she been going strong, almost a year
Wait 'til the coast is clear, I don't bolt for fear of getting caught
Maybe we ought to start, maybe not
For now, my baby gets all I got
Boom, how come we always trash the room?
Grab your coat 'cause you know someone'll be home soon
And now you see there be a need to explain gently
Why this mother of three is playing games with me
She's my baby
(yeah)
She's my baby

[Chorus]
she's my baby [2x], sweets my baby
she's my baby [2x], sweets my baby

[Maxi Jazz]
I'm a slave to your outrage
Rocket rocks give shocks, and a row cage
Color-coded alloys, much noise, [??] poise
Exalt enough to know the roots of old age
Yes yes. Who got the keys to my RS
As we going on a road test, hit the M4 and head west
Forever impressed, with the sound of my two-liter
We cover ground, engine singing like Anita Baker
And if I take a corner too quick you get sick, when I do my handbrake
trick
Watch me ride, me broadside's wide like a battleship
Side slip, push, only hip, stick it in gear and get the gas uplift
It never failed to bring a grin to the limb
Baby's equipped
me and she gone clear
I got quick reduction on my understeer
I been fairly and squarely described as hairy
People say my baby is scary
Look, you pays your money and you takes your choice
I just love to hear my baby's voice
She's my baby

[Chorus]
She's my baby [2x], sweets my baby
She's my baby [2x], sweets my baby

[Maxi Jazz]
I roll up her position, everything's in position
my friend's demonstrating ??
I listen for a minute before taking sides
Sleep the eyes, on the limit, sit down and spin it like we do
Every Friday, 'round my way where I play before we..
No alcohol is a rule
My baby gets passed around I don't frown
I love to see my friends getting down
When it's just me and she you know it's never precarious
But sharing with your buddies is hilarious
Variously we argue and
Disagree and get heated
Have to tell my people that we see it and we start the anti-stress process
'Til there's a big mess of twigs and seeds to meet your needs
?? hello: clarity, mellow
She's my baby

[Chorus]
She's my baby [2x], sweets my baby
She's my baby [2x], sweets my baby

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