Stronjay

[Intro]

Hey, love... yeah

Hey, love... uh

[Verse 1]

Shopping in the city one day, on my way

Met a redbone by the name of Stronjay

Five-foot-six, body thick, hair silky

She could make the hardest man melt and turn milky

Bugged-out shit, one eye was hazel, one was blue

Lips fully packed as my attention stayed glued

Upon her outline, I cased it with my mind

Saying to myself “This sugar be a dime”

Yo, sugar, let’s have a drink and, like, um, talk some more

Proceed to grab my bag and then we exit the store

Walking down the street, men is staring with amazement

Treatment somewhat like black tie for occasions

Anyhow, the star and me hit a sushi bar

Told her that I never had sushi before

Ordered Saki that I already endeavored in Japan

Reached ‘cross the table, then I grabbed her hand

“Why your man let you walk around solo like this?”

My chinky eyes looked upon her as I gave her hand a kiss

This most mesmerizing young thing I must say

Echoes in my thoughts since I met you that day

[Hook]

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

[Verse 2]

Stronjay responds men only want her ‘cause she rich

Her beeper start buzzing, so we pulling out a flip

In the back of my mind, I’m saying, “Yes, go, boyant

Find a nigga rich in New York’s one in a million

She wanted to leave, I said, “Is this the end?”

Then, she gave me an invitation back to her crib

I’m never surprised, I flag a cab, she said “Uh-uh"

"My car’s around the block in the parking garage”

Got the vehicle, turbines with speed like Batman out of his cave

500 Benz whipping in the winds

Destination: 57th Park Ave. South

Turned my face a little, wiped the slob from my mouth

The building was immaculate inside with marble floors

We hit the elevator, she slips out of her drawers

I’m shocked, like goodies, and I don’t know how to take ‘em

Titties in my face, and, like a gun, I must face ‘em

This most mesmerizing young thing I must say

Echoes in my thoughts since I met you that day

[Hook]

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

[Verse 3]

Top floor, penthouse suite for sure

It was classy like some type of fly furniture store

She grabbed me up and intertwined into a kiss with me

I tried taking off my clothes, she assisted me

Upon her fireplace wall is where I pushed her back

Then on the plush floor we fell, passionate collapse

She pushed me off, but the push wasn’t mean

To the fridge and came back with strawberries and whipped cream

The scene was set, but, baby, not just yet

‘Cause strawberries and whipped cream ain’t complete without Moët

Foreplay, nibbling, my tongue’s in the air

Laying flat on her back, I love tapping on her rear  ‘Nough time we spent, getting excited, I’m delighted

Ecstasy, I know honey-hon, she won’t fight it

She stands up and lead me by my hand, we fled

Into a room with a king-sized canopy bed

This most mesmerizing young thing I must say

Satisfied O in, like, each and every way

[Hook]

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say

Her body got curves like waves in The Bay

Lips light, smooth just like Alizé

The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way

[Outro: O.C.]

Hey, love