What U Got [Reggae Mix]

Lyrics

Hit the block around twenty to nine Checking my girl But then I see this girl looking fine So I asked if she wouldn'nt mind Could you tell me your name and what your doing tonight A body like nuntin' I seen She telling me she own the cover of gq magazine Telling me she had to go so I dropped at the spot in my 4x4 (So I told her) I can't be late, girls taking up my time gotta hit her at the line (So I told her) I can't wait to freak, she you at the same time next week! Chorus Baby give me what you got ''cause I'm everything she's not! Love is all I bring In my car keys, suit and tings So hunny leave your girl at home With your car keys mobile phone Love is all I got All the things that make you hot Got my woman crazy on the phone She talking about why ain't my ass ain't at home Had to tell her I was stuck In some brand new buissness I was all tyed up Told the girl I was late, had to run I gotta be back stage at a quater past nine Telling me to change my mind She like Britney Spears Baby hit me one more time! (So I told her) I can't be late, girls taking up my time gotta hit her at the line (So I told her) I can't wait to freak, she you at the same time next week! Chorus (So I told her) I can't be late, girls taking up my time gotta hit her at the line (So I told her) I can't wait to freak, she you at the same time next week Chorus No buck no style Our strinkly rules (to fade)