Lyrics
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Oh
Big man not a baby, you know
Put you up in a position, legs sturdy you know, ph-oh
Lift you up off all your burdens, tonight it's all over
And we can make a movie, I'm Scorsese you know
On a level, girl your face card crazy una
Make me never wanna leave a bad taste in your mouth, no doubt
And they call me crazy in the meantime
My mind, I must have lost mine
Ain't letting the pages of our love fold up
I'm always on standby, on standby
Used to be a P-I-M-P
Now I S-I-M-P
Over your beauty, yeah
In my medulla, rent-free, oh no, oh no
Whole heap of trouble, if a nigga wan try you I'm gangster
Hold it, see my devotion fit to kill a man down
Bonnie, I'll be your Clyde, let's run to Casablanca
Baby, you gotta show me that you're really down
Tell me is you're really down, my darling
Five-star skiller when you play with my-
People asking questions like, "Oh, are you sprung?"
Particular, like what like (that's all)
And they call me crazy in the meantime
My mind, I must have lost mine
Ain't letting the pages of our love fold up
I'm always on standby, on standby