Verse 1:
Hit the block around twenty to nine
Checkin' my girl, but then I see this girl looking fine
So I, asked her if she wouldn't mind
Could you tell me your name
And what you're doing tonight
Body like nuttin' I seen
She telling me she on the cover of GQ magazine
Telling me she had to go
So I dropped her at the spot in my four by four
Bridge:
(So I told her)
I can't be late, girls taking up my time
Had to hit her with the lie
(So I told her)
I can't wait to freak
See you at the same time nеxt week
Chorus:
Baby give me what you got
'Cause I'm еverything that she's not
Love is all I bring
In my khaki suit and ting
So honey leave your girl at home
With your car keys mobile phone
Love is all I got
All the things that make you hot
Verse 2:
Got my woman crazy on the phone
She talkin' 'bout why the f**k my ass ain't at home
Had to tell her I was stuck
In some brand new business I was all tied up
Told the girl I was late, I had to rhyme
I gotta be back stage at a quarter past nine (C'mon)
Telling me to change my mind
She like Britney Spears "Baby hit me one more time"
Bridge:
(So I told her)
I can't be late, girls taking up my time
Had to hit her with the lie
(So I told her)
I can't wait to freak
See you at the same time next week
Chorus:
Baby give me what you got
'Cause I'm everything that she's not
Love is all I bring
In my khaki suit and ting
So honey leave your girl at home
With your car keys mobile phone
Love is all I got
All the things that make you hot
(Instrumental Break)
Bridge:
(So I told her)
I can't be late, girls taking up my time
Had to hit her with the lie
(So I told her)
I can't wait to freak
See you at the same time next week
She said
Chorus:
Baby give me what you got (Gimme what you got)
'Cause I'm everything that she's not
Love is all I bring
In my khaki suit and ting
So honey leave your girl at home (Leave your girl)
With your car keys mobile phone
Love is all I got
All the things that make you hot
Outro:
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
No pop, no style
I'm strictly roots
(Fade Out)