Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Diedrick
Keyboards
Andre Dennis
Keyboards
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Lead Vocals
Stephen Marley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Songwriter
Stephen Marley
Lyrics
Sean Diedrick
Composer
Andre Dennis
Composer
Trevor James
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marc Lee
Recording Engineer
Nikolas Marzouca
Recording Engineer
Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley
Producer
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
James Caruso
Recording Engineer
Stephen Marley
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things, that grown folks do
Me, you
[Verse 2]
Grown folks slackness, big woman hotness
Watch it mek me knock this experienced fatness
Love it how mi lock this gong to the Zella
I'm a monsta like a Loch Ness, look how long my locs is
All bills paid, all bets made
House well clean, all bugs sprayed
Vacation tripping, she ain't tripping
Island skipping, fine wine sipping
Gourmet cooking, no Facebooking
Nothing to see 'cause she ain't looking
Tag team masseuses, D Brown's' music
Natural juices, so therapeutic
Lips on my earlobe, softer than a q tip
Getting kinda stony, actin' kinda stupid
Pretendin' we're in high school, kissing at the movies
So do your grown any sexy, baby 'cause you're awesome
See some little young girls, don't beg you no pardon
Teach 'em how to walk it, welcome dem to stardom
[Verse 3]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things, that grown folks do
Me, you
[Verse 4]
Early mornin' wake up, bringing me the papers
Continental breakfast, smoked salmon an' capers
The eggs are over easy, you're puttin' on your makeup
We do some exercises, strolling through the acres
A mansion out in Gables, cottage in the Naples
Finagles out in Bordeaux, horses in the stables
Baby we're connected, like T.V is to cable
Like paper is to staple, like syrup is to maple
If Madonna's like a virgin, age is just a number
So tired of searching, gimme wah me come fah
She feelin' kinda naughty, I'm feelin' kinda frumpish
She is my accomplice, we're gettin' things accomplished
Call ya by your last name, tell ya that you're gorgeous
When I get around you I'm nervous till I'm nauseous
Tell me what's the holdup, baby 'cause I'm anxious
Both of us are grownups, drop your drawers to ankles
[Verse 5]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things, that grown folks do
Me, you
Written by: Andre Dennis, Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley, Sean Diedrick, Stephen Marley, Trevor James