Tyrese

Tyrese - Sweet Lady (Darkchild Remix) lyrics

(feat. Lord Tariq, Rodney Jerkins)

[Rodney Jerkins]

I don't think they ready for this one

Another Rodney Jerkins remix

Darkchild baby, 99

[Lord Tariq]

The darker child, Tyrese, Lord Tariq

Yo Ty baby girl is so me

I give her points and half

Of what I convene

Together we can all ball

Like in all pro team

Lay her flat on her back

And give her all this protein

And everything in between

It's not like me to brag on that baller shit

But whisper to her ‘bout the V and four dot six

I got an hour to kill

Ty introduce your brother

Let her know how I feel

Get the math and we peel, huh

[1: Tyrese]

What I gotta do to get in with you

Take you all around the world

If you want me to

Show you ain't nothing too good for my babe

If you be my sweet lady

Girl it's up to you but I'm ask you to

Just give me a chance and I'll show and prove

I'll promise you'll never regret this baby

If you be my sweet lady

Baby ooh-ooh listen let me tell you what I'd do

Girl if you were my boo

I promise I will never hurt you

Cause you need to be mine, with me

Making you my sweet lady

Making sure that you'll always be

Just a kiss away from me baby, sweet lady

[1]

Now girl it's on you

All you gotta do is tell me the truth

Can I go and make plans for two?

All I wanna know is do you feel me?

Cause there's so many things I want to do for you

And I knew that one day I'd be with you

And now you're my sweet lady

[2:]

If you want all my love

I can give you nothing but sweet love

A love that you will always be sure of

I promise it'll never, it won't stop, can't stop

Cause I know I want you

And I hope that you want me too

So there's nothing left for me to do

But tell you that I need you

I love you my sweet lady

[1]

[2]

[Lord Tariq]

Lord Tariq

It's like the more I spit the more I get

The more clothes, the more cash

The more cars, the whips

Mami here take the keys to the four dot six

You can meet me at the spot

We can all pop Cris

Short sleeve so they can spot what I got we rich

Just mention my name if you not on the list

Grab some stacks out the safe slide the rocks on my fist

About a block from the spot drop the top on the six

As I think what's hotter than this?

Hataz is mad but I laugh cause I got ‘em sick

Hottest shit on the street from the raw to be clique

Jewels are solid platinum and yours is dick

There ain't no ignoring this

When I step heads turn like the Exorcist

The Rolex is sick

And it's spinning it don't tick

I'm practically married

I ain't grinning at young chicks

You feeling me no shit

[1]

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