Cluemanati

MC to the J-O-E

Nastradamus remix

For the world

Make it real, baby

Uh, Desert Storm, baby

Uh, check it

This for you



Let's show the world you're my golden girl, when we shoppin'

They see us on the streets, they say, "Son, scooped a hot one"

You taste like banana cake, you shaped like the number eight

And you my number one candidate

I can't lose you, it's like I'm bettin' in Vegas, crucial

Sweatin' knowin' these players is wantin' you, Boo

I get the chills when you in my sight

Feels like it's meant to be right

I feel a rush when I kiss you at night, uh



Shorty knows she my baby girl and

Players haters try hard to get her

But she'll be lounging in my cradle tonight, uh-huh

Typically I wouldn't say this

But you see your love has got me faded

No girl ever made me feel like you do, ow



Oh...I'mma be here night after night to

Feel your lovin' arms around me, baby

Baby, baby, baby, you make it all right

No one but you, baby, can make me feel

The way you make me, make me, make me feel, whoa...



Whoa...oh...oh...

Make it last

Ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh...

Don't our let our love end

Oh...don't you let it end

Make it last forever and ever

Thank God I found you



Your touch is wonderful {So wonderful}

Your love is so marvelous

Joy, that's what I feel

When I'm with you, yeah



Nothing, no one (No one, boy)

Could compare to what we have (Oh, no, baby)

Love, it feels so good

I'm so glad you're mine



Oh...oh...oh...oh...oh...

Make it last forever

Ooh...ooh...ooh...

Don't let our love end (No, no, no, no, no, no)

Make it last forever and ever

Thank God I found you



What, a thug's dream wife, jeans tight, beautiful skin

Matchin' brown Timbs, hot as jalapenos

She knows how to hide the ninos

The rap root of Valentino

And B5 become the black Al Pacino

Relax, sweetie, in Benz you could watch the TV

Or lay back and pump Mariah's hot CD

And I'mma touch you in the wrong places

Or we could walk through the park

Above in all faces, I'm lost in your love

Thank God I found you, you my crown jewel

I'm sayin', Boo, the type I'd give my last name to

At Lovers Lane put the top up

When it start to rain in the parkin' lot

Then we finish doin' our thing

Fog the windows gettin' very sentimental

Sippin' Cosmos with the cherry in the middle

I keep it honest, word to real, that's my promise

Signin' off, truly yours, Nastradamus



Thank God I found you

I was so lost without you

My every wish and every dream

Somehow became reality