[Shyne]   In front of Gucci in the winter, I seen ya witcha girl   Just walkin' uh - in ya chin chilla fur   I was laid up   In the coupe back shade up   Lookin' at cha face, just pure wit no make up   A little bit a mack lip gloss, hair in a bun well done   Lookin' for a ring, I seen none   So I hopped out the coupe   In hot pursuit   To stop and introduce   Like I'm Shyne, and you?, you my destiny   And ya diamond cluster, to much just to touch ya   Perfume down to ya structure   Think I'll wait til the 2nd night to fuck ya   I wanna marry you, nah I'm just playin'   But we can start wit a few nights out in Malibu surfin'   Playin' up on Persian   Here's my number   Put in ya purse and call me       [Chorus:Barrington Levy]   On the telephone, she heard my voice   Tell me to pick her up in my Rolls Royce   If my Rolls Royce is not wit ladies   Then girl I'm gonna take you in my Mercedes   If my Mercedes will not fill up wit the disease   Then girl I'm gonna take in my Firebird   If Firebird cannot take the curb   Girl put jah rust and da dime in jah bus     [Shyne]   I'm gettin' closer   My player days is over   Well maybe not completely, but stay alarmed   Come here huss ya head on my bed   And let me get between ya legs   Lay on ya back, uh - take it from the back   Like a bad girl suppose to, I know you like that   Scream wake the neighbors when they sleep   Grab the sheets witcha teeth   Wiggle ya butt cheeks   Quarter styles over ya body, lick you up   Treat you like a convenient store, stick you up   Take you to the balcony, pick you up   So you can look at the city, while I'm diggin' ya kitty   Then we drivin' to the sunset   Pull over, get up on the hood ma I ain't done yet     [Chorus]    [Shyne (Barrington Levy)]  We've been together for a few months now   Did it all four seasons til the trunk   Beverly Hills bungalows   In ya underclose   In Paris, Eiffel Tower   Bubble baths and showers   In a silindo sheen, sincere is what you seen   See me flip a couple things, go to magazines   And I - I think you might be the right one whoa(the right one)   Wait press the brakes, gotta investigate   What I do know - to you it don't matter   Whether my pockets is slim or fatter   Whether it's BBQs or Mr.Childs platter   Even if I slip off the success ladder   Even if the paragraphs didn't hit the charts and smash   If my car was a train I'd a service it back   I think you'll be right there(know you'll be right there)   Cuz we right there, yo cardier chaunce   Just you in my arms   No Sean don, just a bottle of avion     [Chorus]    [Barrington Levy]   So I draw from my tonic and I take one sip   Should've seen me cuz I gallop like a horse'll get whipped   Come quick yeahhhhhhhhh, come quick whoaaaaaaaaaa   Cuz she'll wild out and not tell on her   Although someone changed, wanna when I'll be back   I'ma love love love love love love you forever  Ohi  Always be there - for me  Always be there  Be there for me  Ohhhhhhhhh,ayah  Ayah, ayah, ayah, ayah  Ohhhhhhhhh  For me, for me