Jamaican Girl

[Intro: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] Obie, baby, baby She said Obie, baby, baby She said Obie, baby, baby She said Obie, baby, baby She said [Chorus: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie I don't care what them bumbaclots say She said I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie Sexin' on me, good love to me [Verse 1: Obie Trice] She say she like 'em dark skinned, not timid Wanna rumble in my loft is it, talk different Her walk's exquisite, switch is ridiculous Locks is twisted like a block, she said "Visit us Jamrock, why don't you picture us With kids, a whip, a ton of cannabis?" So I can can it on a cannoe Sippin' coconuts like it's a can of some brew I'm what she plan to hold on to She said [Chorus: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie I don't care what them bumbaclots say She said I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie Sexin' on me, good love to me [Verse 2: Obie Trice] Haters wanna hate, hey, no way, hey She'll slit ya throat, mess 'round with O She move a pound of coke, light brown with hopes Of being close to folk, if you clown, you're poked No joke, murder she wrote, provoke me, know a rottie Be a dead body, it be that dread hottie Me no know no one that more potty Down on her knees, up in the party to please my body She said [Chorus: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie I don't care what them bumbaclots say She said [Bridge: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] I just want you in my arms 'Till the break of dawn We can get it on, Obie Ain't no need to prolong, Obie Realest nigga on this song is Obie [Verse 3: Obie Trice] Way she move, got me in her hypnotic ways Her voice manuevers, got me thinking 'bout her day to day See I'm faced with beauty, there's nothing more for me to say Put on the dance floor and play with Obie And it's no cliché, O's great like the lake So she Pon da River, her way of doing the snake Jamaican Girl, make a true player break Say it ain't so, ya truth is fake Incense lit when she's interested in insertion Any minute ya squirting, she gifted in Giving you the business, hurting 'em Plus she know that art of perversion She said [Chorus: Brick & Lace & Obie Trice] I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie I don't care what them bumbaclots say She said I just want you in my arms, Obie Hold you till the morning, Obie Know you got it going on, Obie Sexin' on me, good love to me [Outro: Obie Trice & Brick & Lace] Obie, baby, baby (x16) [?] Jamaica! Bumbaclot, [?] surrender! Obie Trice! Love, like, live! Shady Records! Gonna see you again!