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    Oh what a woman what a dame what a beauty
    Baby gotta find out what?s ya name and your duty
    That?s what I was thinking when you pass me by
    I?ve never ever seen someone that look that fly
    But Baby where you at as I rap this track
    No womans ever touch me in your mind like that
    I gotta gotta get you there?s no ifs or buts
    ?Cause you the prima donna plus l?m tired of sluts
    Is your name Christina, Deddie or Edwina
    Sonia or Trisha, Cavoline or Divina
    I?ve seen her in the supermarket round the corner
    Paying for shampoo and some Evian water
    Definately looking after that little body
    It had enough power to take out a whole army
    I?m barmy out of my mind this time
    I got to have you for my woman cause your so damn fine

    Tell me tell me tell me?

    l?d give you what you want and make you feel like a lady
    Give you good loving and l?d feed it to you daily
    Do it in the shower in the closet cause l?m adle
    Do it in the kitchen underneath the round tadle
    No I wouldn?t rush it l?d be cool and chill
    Do it real slow ?cause I know I got skill
    Massage your body and your mind and your soul
    Making you happy is my mission
    Make you happy?s my goal
    I?m true when I say like you there?s no other
    ?Cause you make Cindy Crawford look
    Like the Queen's Mother
    If you got a hoyfriend well he don?t know he?s in danger
    Cause somethings gonna happen
    When his thing meets with a stranger
    You gyal well cris no make her walk street alone
    The Dreadatour deh ?bout lard him bad to the bone
    l?m going to the supermarket this afternoon
    l?m sure l?m gonna buck her up again real soon

    I checked you out like the Del Monte man said yes
    Now I want to taste you and de sure you're the best
    In the area you stand out from the rest
    I want to show you why I have a big "D" on my chest
    Sei incredibilmente bella
    Congratulations going to your mother
    An God the genius I wonder how he does it
    A creation like you is difficult to get adore it
    You you you darlin? you got me hangin? on a string
    Now now now you hit me like a Tyson Blow, Pow!