Mariah Carey - More Than Just Friends lyrics
Mariah Carey [Huntington, New York, US] 🇺🇸
[Mariah Carey - More Than Just Friends lyrics]
I'd rather be with you
But you never tried to holla
We can spend a couple milli
Actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn beep, beep, I'll follow
Have your whip in my driveway by tomorrow
Secretly I know you wanna hit
It like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the Grotto
Fresh off the jet at the Met
They're screamin' bravo, bravo, bravo
Steppin' in my Jimmy Choo's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Serato
You got me spinnin' 'round for
Ya like a lil' model
Steady fiendin' for you like
Them fries at McDonalds
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato
Permanently paint me in your
Picture like Picasso
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano
We can pop bottles
Get me actin' all me llamo
Then baby come and pluck this
Thing like a cello
Steppin' in my Chrissy Lou's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
Who's gonna speak and start off this thing?
Is it you is it me?
We should say how we feel for real sugar
Baby boo, I need your touch
Never wanted somethin' so much
Friendship just ain't enough
Boy, I wanna be with you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends boy, until the end
But you never tried to holla
We can spend a couple milli
Actin' silly in Milano
Boy, hit your horn beep, beep, I'll follow
Have your whip in my driveway by tomorrow
Secretly I know you wanna hit
It like the lotto
And after that, we can ketchup like tomato
We can make love in Italy in the Grotto
Fresh off the jet at the Met
They're screamin' bravo, bravo, bravo
Steppin' in my Jimmy Choo's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
Boy, you got me all mixed up like Serato
You got me spinnin' 'round for
Ya like a lil' model
Steady fiendin' for you like
Them fries at McDonalds
I wanna be all on your lips like gelato
Permanently paint me in your
Picture like Picasso
Love me down till I hit the top of my soprano
We can pop bottles
Get me actin' all me llamo
Then baby come and pluck this
Thing like a cello
Steppin' in my Chrissy Lou's, yeah
I got it all cute for ya, baby
Nothing like them other girls
I would never be rude to you, baby
Can't wait, just say that you wanna be
Who's gonna speak and start off this thing?
Is it you is it me?
We should say how we feel for real sugar
Baby boo, I need your touch
Never wanted somethin' so much
Friendship just ain't enough
Boy, I wanna be with you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends
Boy, I'm gonna love you until the end
The end, the end, the end, the end
More than just friends boy, until the end