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Brandy
Brandy
Begleitgesang
MC Lyte
MC Lyte
Stimme und Gesang
Yo-Yo
Yo-Yo
Stimme und Gesang
Queen Latifah
Queen Latifah
Stimme und Gesang
Keith Crouch
Keith Crouch
Tasteninstrumente
Tiara Le Macks
Tiara Le Macks
Begleitgesang
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Keith Crouch
Keith Crouch
Songwriter:in
Kipper Jones
Kipper Jones
Songwriter:in
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Keith Crouch
Keith Crouch
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Oh, yeah Oh-oh, yeah I would like to get to know if I could be The kind of girl that you could be down for 'Cause when I look at you I feel something tell me That you're the kind of guy that I should make a move on (yeah) I get exotic with the melodic tune I get hypnotic with the moon But you got to put me down soon I flip a sideshow if you come my way Up, down, and around, even sideways I'm about as ready as the Lyte can get We can go all out, I ain't afraid of the sweat, but yet I bet you got the techniques to freak a girl inside out What's that all about? Can I have some of that? You gotta put me on Word around town is you're nine men strong I wanna be put on in the worst way Since the first day, I think it was a Thursday You be that brother that I wanna sink my teeth in Make me wanna ask, "Where the hell you been?" I like the way you be with all that personality But I got flava too, you needs to get with me I wanna be down (I wanna be down) With what you're going through (what you're going through) I wanna be down I wanna be down with you (I wanna be down with you) No matter the time Of day or night it's true I wanna be down (I wanna be down, oh, yeah) He was born 20 years ago just to pimp hoes Every day new clothes, look at the cut? Cool, pose On three, got the heat, so bluff it Sling - 'cause it's more than 20 duckets, struck it Kinda rich, now his pockets lookin' straight Slam the deese on the Benzo, pancake by the gate Moms lookin' straight with her house She got great loungin' in her new home that's up out the state I'll be your call mail, won't tell You can get it when you want it Even though you got chicks all up on you it Don't matter, 'cause brother you're fly I can't lie, I've been mackin' daddy from the corner of my eye Now, baby, bring it on Don't be frontin' on your baby boo All I wanna know is what's up with you How can I get with you? Seems like you got a hold on me It must be voodoo 'cause baby I want you I wanna be down (down with you) With what you're going through (ooh, yeah) I wanna be down I wanna be down with you No matter the time (oh, yeah) Of day or night it's true I wanna be down (I wanna be down, oh, yeah) About yay short, about yay tall About so big, about so small About this length, about this width About this flow, about this gift Instinct leading me right up your alley way Skip tha Moët, let's chill with some Alizé 'Nuff stress in our day Let me massage your mind as my mental starts to play A ghetto star's who you are And I'll be your sexual chocolate bar And I got to keep it strong for the cause And you got to keep me strong for the tours Brother man and me, damn the family What else could we be if no one understand us but we? You were the first to tame me Uh, Big Tif, I'm out I wanna be down (oh, yeah) With what you're going through (what you're going through) I wanna be down I wanna be down with you No matter the time Of day or night it's true (oh, yeah) I wanna be down (I wanna be down, down with you) Hey, here we go, here we go, here go now And it's on, yeah And you don't stop Brandy is in the house and you don't stop Until the body rock Keep it on and you don't stop You rock on...
Writer(s): Keith Edward Crouch, Kevin T. Jones Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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