[Intro: Startel]
 Let's go... yeah... yeah, yeah, yeah...

 [Startel:]
 Kaboom, I came through the door
 Never seen a girl like you before
 Your eyes, your lips, your hair, your smile
 Oooh baby, I like your style
 Heh, I just need a clue, to what a brother like me must do
 The touch, the kiss, to hold, me with
 Just get that thing started
 Oh no doubt, I'm gon' love you right (no, no, no, no, no)
 Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight
 Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no)
 Well [bad word] to the world of the Real McCoy
 Three times a man, never was a boy

 [bad word]  Startel]
 Baby, we're here doing nothing
 We should be into something
 I'm looking at you, you're looking at me
 It's all good, girl, burn some weed
 No need, you stand around fronting
 Let's go get into something
 I'm [bad word] on you, you're [bad word] on me
 Let's go kick and roll some trees

 [Startel:]
 It's so cool, I moved close to you
 I begin to smell your sweet perfume
 I smiled, said hi, y'all don't, reply
 I like it when they act too fly
 Heh, all insecurities, could never discourage me
 The smooth, finesse, I will, impress
 Can't help, but to, confess
 I came here just to love you right (no, no, no, no, no)
 Woman so just cozy now, there when you need me to hold you tight
 Never left stressed out, or in doubt (oh, no, no, no, no)
 Well [bad word] to the world of the Real McCoy
 Three times a man, never was a boy

 [bad word] 

 [Masta Killa]
 Aiyo, peace beautiful, here's just a few lines
 To let you know I was thinking, look I had a few drinks and
 Then I lit a bone, thinking bout your skin tone
 Pretty fat face, with your high cheek bone
 I love to hear you moan, you know our phone conversation is grown
 You sayin' [bad word] home", I'm all alone
 Here staring at your picture, kinda hating, I miss ya
 I [bad word] kiss ya pain and make it better
 You dressed with my sweater, for the scent of your man
 While I'm out hustlin', black gloves on my hand
 My mind pan, pictures you in front of the fan
 I know it's been a little while since you felt my embrace
 You miss daddy taste, you pace back and forth
 In your Vicky thong lace, the anticipation is great
 You can't erase, the thought of my arrival
 Feel the tingle, it's the sensation

 [Hook: Startel]
 I [bad word] that, holding that, loving that
 Girl, I know you like it like that
 I'm looking at you, you're looking at me
 It's all good, girl, burn some weed
 I be loving that, holding that, squeezing that
 Girl, what you gon' do?
 I'm looking at you, you're looking at me
 It's all good, girl, burn some weed

 [bad word]