[Intro: Wiley]
Eskiboy
Yeah
Hello
[Verse 1: Wiley]
Snapshot, take a pic
I want the good side (Good side)
It's not a phase, got the flash, I need a good life (Good)
Wanna see the way you flex, I’m excited (I'm excited)
When I look into your eyes, I'm invited
I try to keep my eyes to myself, I couldn’t fight it (Fight it)
I'm watching you, I know you like it
You could be my sidekick
Baby I'm a sucker for your loving
And every time I see you it's got my heartbeat gushing
[Chorus: Tania Foster]
Take your picture
I want you to be my cameraman
Be my designer, and I can be your man again
We can dance
[?]
You can show me up
Pull me out again (Yeah)
[?]
Watch me walk, walk, ow!
[Verse 2: ?]
I'm off all the guys when I hate on (Why?)
Cah I'm looking all fly, not a capon (Oh)
I gave her a glass of that [?] (Perry)
Told her say "ah", Trey Songz
Hey, I drive the girlies lo-co
[?], take a dirty photo
Wait, now work it slow-mo
Safe, keep working
[?]
[Chorus: Tania Foster]
Take your picture
I want you to be my cameraman
Be my designer, and I can be your man again
We can dance
[?]
You can show me up
Pull me out again (Yeah)
[?]
Watch me walk, walk, ow!
[Verse 3: J2K]
(Jheeze)
I take the pictures
You make the poses
You set the scene and (Uh-huh)
I make it cosy (Wow)
Breast, bumper and thighs, you're like [?] (Uh)
The way my hands on your box, I'm like a goalie (Ooh)
Flick, flicking, camera man tricking
The way I wanna dip in your sauce I’m like a chicken (Uh-huh)
Slip nether of course, I got the grip in
Click, I got the camera phone christened
Listen
(Jheeze)
[Chorus: Tania Foster]
Take your picture
I want you to be my cameraman
Be my designer, and I can be your man again
We can dance
[?]
You can show me up
Pull me out again (Yeah)
[?]
Watch me walk, walk, ow!
[Verse 4: ?]
First I was taking your chick
Now she’s in my bedroom taking a pic (Yeah)
Now she's taking a hit
I ain’t in a rush but I'm making it quick (Ka-kaboom)
First she was having doubts
Now she wan' test my driving style
So I brang her round
Clothes off, now I got my camera out
[Chorus: Tania Foster]
Take your picture
I want you to be my cameraman
Be my designer, and I can be your man again
We can dance
[?]
You can show me up
Pull me out again (Yeah)
[?]
Watch me walk, walk, ow!
[Verse 5: Wiley]
You don't see me acting upper-class
But my sound is gonna travel, watch it going upper-class
Get the blossom, feel ready
Start loading up a glass
[?], like phoning up a woman from the past
I am, backtracking
Brought my Louis back stacking
On a mission, it was always gonna love
Slap bashing, back out
I don’t mess about, I bring a fat stash out
When I step into your ends, I make it black black out
I'm ready everyday
My brain is like a lunatic
In every single sound, a musician has got to give
People ask me why they treat you with
I tell 'em, I be cutting change from all the brands with a [?]
And I be everywhere except where I live
Anywhere I go I find the best of the piff
I got the talent, got the music, got the gift
I ain't walking up the stairs when I know I can take the lift
