(feat. Brick & Lace)
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Call me baby, baby
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{She say}
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Call me baby, baby
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{She say}
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Call me baby, baby
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{She say}
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Call me baby, baby
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{She say}
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[Chorus: Brick & Lace]
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I just want you in my arms Obie
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Hold you till the morning Obie
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Know you got it going on Obie
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I don't care what the BUMBOCLARTS say {She say}
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I just want you in my arms Obie
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Hold you till the morning Obie
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Know you got it going on Obie
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Sex and on that good love to me
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[1st Verse]
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She say she like em dark skinn-ded
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Not timid, wanna rumble in my loft is it
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Talk different, her walk's exscusite
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Switch is ridiculous, locks is twisted
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Like a block she said visit us
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Jamrock why don't you picture us, with
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Kids or whip, a ton of cannabis
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So I can can it on a cannoe
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Sippin coconuts like its a can of some brew
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I'm what she plan to hold on to {she say}
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[chorus]
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[2nd verse]
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Haters wanna hate, hey no way, hey
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She'll slit ya throat, mess around with O
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She move a pound of coke, like brown with hopes
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Of being close to folk, if you clown ya poked
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No joke, murder she wrote, provoke me no a rotty
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Be a dead body, it be that dread hotty
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Me no know noone that more potty
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Down on her knees, up in the party to please my body {she say}
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[chorus]
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I just want you in my arms Obie
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Hold you till the morning Obie
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Know you got it going on Obie
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I don't care what them BUMBOCLARTS say {She say}
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I just want you in my arms
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Till the break of dawn we can get it on Obie
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Ain't no need to prolong Obie
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Realest nigga on this song is Obie
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[3rd verse]
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Way she move, got me in her hypnotic ways
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Her voice manuevers, got me thinking bout her day to day
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See I'm faced with beauty, there's nothing more for me to say
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Put on the dance floor and play with Obie
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And it's no cliche, O's great like the lake
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So she pon'd the river her way of doing the snake
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Jamaican girl, make a true playa break
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Say it ain't so, ya truth is fate
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Incense lit when she's interested in insertion
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Any minute ya squirting, she gifted in
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Giving you the business, hurting em
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Plus she know that art of perversion {she say}
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[chorus]
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Call me baby, baby [x12]
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[talking fades out]
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Jamaican Girl
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Obie Trice |