[Intro: singer]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,  yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

And you  can have anything

Baby, if you roll with me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



[Masta Killa]

Tell us, who is this refine black queen, eyes so  innocent

Vanilla cherry scented, can I get to know you?

Let's exchange digits, slide, so we can pick it

The night is almost over, here, but she know  to the sofa

Your place, or mines, she said "Mines'll be fine

I rarely  found the time to dine and unwind

With working full time, you know, with  school, partime

Are you listening?" I said "Yes, love, I'm knowledging

The ball game is on, kinda distracting my attention

Not to ignore you, I didn't  mean to bore

Just thought I'd speak lessons, strive to listen more"

My cheri amore, you make the heart skip a beating

I miss your warm greeting,  when we're not speaking

How's L.A. for the weekend, sound?

'Nuff deniro,  shopping spree, Reserdero?

Momma said never trust him, it's only logic

I  scope out every exit, and open and reposit



[Chorus: singer]

And you can have anything

Baby, if you roll with  me

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

I choose  the best, but for myself

That makes you my queen

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah



[Masta Killa]

How beautiful is she, to have the God Degree ready

Veggie stirred fried, with the cabbage inside

Pretty feet, pretty  hands, there she lie tanning

Bending with the sand, I docked the yacht

Stepped a shore, greeted the queen

As only a king should, unvailed the hood

Kneel as she stood, before me

She spoke softly, but as, she stood  naked

With the bow-legged stance, so sexy

Sweet temptation, look how the rain come down

Your hormones pound, you moan with passion

Uteris  contracting, time for some action

Cream rising, your breast at attention

Who is the original man? Got your quoting

Lookin' in the mirror, you ride, I hold it open

Short long stroking to death... (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



[Chorus]



[Masta Killa]

And the drama stay major, I need a genie

If you can  hold away, then come and see me

I'm guaranteed to make it rain, every spring  but ahh

I know you love me, even when you cursing me out

Waited up til the  candles burnt out

Ahhh -- please forgive me, I'm out here scrapin'

Drapin' niggaz up, stackin' and takin'

A whole lotta paper, it's gonna take years and  years

For me to express, the love elevation

The hell we go through, gives me the motivation

To get it right, makin' up at night

It's all worth the  aggrivation, black woman through you

I'mma build me a nation, nation... Gods and Earths (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)



[Chorus]



[Outro: singer]

I choose the best, but for myself

That makes you my  queen

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Lovin'  you, it looks so sweet

So sexy, and still discrete

Lovin' you, it looks so sweet

So sexy, and still discrete