Damian Marley, Stephen Marley - Grown & Sexy lyrics
Damian Marley [Damian Robert Nesta "Jr. Gong" Marley] Kingston, Jamaica 🇯🇲
[Damian Marley, Stephen Marley - Grown & Sexy lyrics]
Girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But, it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But, it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk like grownups do
Let's do the things, that grown folks do
Me, you
Grown folks slackness big woman hotness
Watch it mek me knock this
Experienced fatness love it how mi lock this
Gong to the Zilla
I'm a monsta like a Loch Ness
Look how long my locs is
All bills paid, all bets made
House well clean, all bugs sprayed
Vacation tripping, she ain't tripping
Island skipping, fine wine sipping
Gourmet cooking, no Facebooking
Nothing to see 'cause she ain't looking
Tag team masseuses, D Brown's music
Natural juices, so therapeutic
Lips on my earlobe, softer than a q-tip
Getting kinda stony, actin' kinda stupid
Pretendin' we're in highschool
Kissing at the movies
So do your grown an' sexy
Baby 'cause you're awesome
See some likkle young girls
Don' beg you no pardon
Teach 'em how to walk it
Welcome dem to stardom
There's a lot of silly young
Girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But, it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But, it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me, you
Early mornin' wake-up, bringin' me the papers
Continental breakfast
Smoked salmon an' capers
The eggs are over easy
You're puttin' on your makeup
We do some exercises
Strolling through the acres
A mansion out in Gables
Cottage in the Naples
Fingles out in Bordeaux
Horses in the stables
Baby we're connected, like tv is to cable
Like paper is to staple
Like syrup is to maple
If Madonna's like a virgin
Age is just a number
So tired of searching, gimme weh me come fah
She feelin' kinda naughty
I'm feelin' kinda rumpish
She is my accomplice
We're gettin' things accomplished
Call ya by your last name
Tell ya that you're gorgeous
When I get around you I'm
Nervous till I'm nauseous
Tell me what's the holdup
Baby 'cause I'm anxious
Both of us are grownups
Drop your drawers to ankles
There's a lot of silly young
Girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But, it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But, it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me, you