Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Foxy Brown
Vocals
Mary J. Blige
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mary J. Blige
Songwriter
Kenny "Rah Rah Smoove" Kornegay
Songwriter
Darrell "88" Young
Songwriter
Jesse Bonds Weaver
Songwriter
Case E. Woodard
Songwriter
Inga Marchand
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Kenny "Rah Rah Smoove" Kornegay
Producer
Darrell "88" Young
Producer
Bob "Bassy" Brockman
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
Papa just keep me laced up
In Ellen Tracy, uh
Cesare Paciotti, uh
Issac Mizrahi
Fuck around with Dolce
Gabanna, sippin' pure 'Zay with the Ill Na Na
Nigga you fuck around
I'll have your loyalties and your joints
Nigga your royalties and your points
So what the deal is?
But Foxy Brown met Case
Now we laced Bonnie met Clyde
Now I'm up in Jamaica breakin' all your paper
You're the only one for me
You're the only one I need
Can't nobody make me feel
The way you're makin' me feel
And girl you know this love is real
Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me
Hold on tight and don't let go
Baby I'm about to explode
'Cause all my love you can control
I'll spend the night with you
If you promise you will do
All the things to make me scream
And you know just what I mean
'Cause tonight you taste like ice cream, hmm
I wanna make you fall in love
Make you touch the stars above
Please me low and be my friend
I'll come back and hit it again
And again, and again, and again
Don't go away ooh
Touch me, tease me (touch me)
Feel me and caress me (tease me)
Hold on tight and don't let go (oh yeah)
Baby I'm about to explode (I'm don't want explode)
'Cause all my love you can control (can you feel it comin' down)
What?
Let me get that Lex nigga
Sex wetter than aquariums
Flashin', they get their ass in
Who fucks slow with Lear jets and coups my ones stackin'
You ain't know that I be mackin', uh
The extra set of keys (come on)
The thirty G's (uh)
Them trips to Belize had you livin' on your knees (what)
Not to mention the laced out crib in Dallas
The forty room palace
Sippin' cristal-ise uh what
Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me (oh yeah)
Hold on tight and don't let go (oh no)
Baby I'm about to explode (I'm gonna)
'Cause all my love you can control (oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, baby)
Touch me, tease me
Feel me and caress me (don't let go)
Hold on tight and don't let go (oh yeah)
Baby I'm about to explode (here I come yeah)
'Cause all my love you can control (all you gotta do, all you gotta do)
Writer(s): Jesse Bonds Weaver Jr., Inga D. Marchand, Mary J. Blige, Daryl L. Young, Kenny Kornegay, Case E. Woodard
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