Brownstone - Pass The Lovin' lyrics
[Brownstone - Pass The Lovin' lyrics]
You know what I want come here
Nah, closer check it
Pass some lovin' baby
You're looking rather tasty
I'll never take a small bite
Got to last me all night
After dinner we can see
Just how long you're beeping me
Tap it, flip it, rub it down
I need a man with a big strong hand
Baggy dukes and a gangsta stand
Twisted dreads or brushed waves
Even with his hair shaved
Give me a brother that'll speak his mind
Never thinking twice about what he might find
Pick me up in all ways
Proud that I'm his lady
He won't call me up two hours late to tell me
That our date ain't going on
A good man knows that is wrong
And he knows that if he
Really wants these goods
He could have it if he would
Take off his clothes and
I had brother that had did me wrong
Never took the time to listen to my song
Never spent enough time
Now I got to get mine
When I say 'mine', I mean a new love thang
Pressin' down the street with a ghetto swang
Baby got it goin' on
Really got it goin' on, baby
Pass the loving
Need ya kissing and your hugging
You giving me somethin' special
All the man and never bugging
You got it going on from
The flesh to the bone
A rough neck tender always
Down with Brownstone
I know that soon and very
Soon it's gonna be alright
So won't ya ring my number
Meet you at my crib tonight
We'll from A to B to C
And then we'll jump to Q
I'll blow your mind with all the
Nasty things I'm gonna do hey!
Nah, closer check it
Pass some lovin' baby
You're looking rather tasty
I'll never take a small bite
Got to last me all night
After dinner we can see
Just how long you're beeping me
Tap it, flip it, rub it down
I need a man with a big strong hand
Baggy dukes and a gangsta stand
Twisted dreads or brushed waves
Even with his hair shaved
Give me a brother that'll speak his mind
Never thinking twice about what he might find
Pick me up in all ways
Proud that I'm his lady
He won't call me up two hours late to tell me
That our date ain't going on
A good man knows that is wrong
And he knows that if he
Really wants these goods
He could have it if he would
Take off his clothes and
I had brother that had did me wrong
Never took the time to listen to my song
Never spent enough time
Now I got to get mine
When I say 'mine', I mean a new love thang
Pressin' down the street with a ghetto swang
Baby got it goin' on
Really got it goin' on, baby
Pass the loving
Need ya kissing and your hugging
You giving me somethin' special
All the man and never bugging
You got it going on from
The flesh to the bone
A rough neck tender always
Down with Brownstone
I know that soon and very
Soon it's gonna be alright
So won't ya ring my number
Meet you at my crib tonight
We'll from A to B to C
And then we'll jump to Q
I'll blow your mind with all the
Nasty things I'm gonna do hey!