Tekst piosenki
F/ Lox
Boy, you don't know what you do to me
Word
Screw this, I'mma take you where the drinks are
stronger
At 4 o'clock, still hittin' it, nights is longer
And naw, I don't pull up in nothin' European
I come straight over rearview
Hooptied out, you already know what Sheek is about
And I drove in the best of whips
And I shop so much that she don't even wanna spend no
chips
Just a thug and his best be up in your chest
Could it be the way you look the way
The way that you be touchin' me
Sendin' shivers up and down my spine
Oh., could it be the way you've got me feelin'
Boy, there's no denying
Exclusive's what you are to me
You're exclusive, baby (Oh)
No one can do me like you, baby (No one)
No one can love me (Love me), no one can hold me (Hold
me)
And when I think of all the things you do (You do)
There's no one but you
Dizzy, babe, the way you got me trippin'
Got me so amazed
No one can do the things you do
Like the way you be kissin' on my body
Boy, there ain't nobody
Exclusive's what you are to me
You're exclusive, baby (Oh)
No one can do me like you, baby
No one can love me (Oh, no), no one can hold me (Hold
me)
And when I think of all the things you do (You do)
There's no one but you
(No one else) No one else (In my life) in my life
(On my heart, on my mind)
(I hope you feel) I hope you feel (The way that I do)
I do
Exclusive me and you
I pick em all up in hoopties
But honey is bad, so tonight it's the Coupe I whip
And I usually come dirty, but tonight I'm fresh
Come and throw on some exclusive s***
It might sound like vanity
But mami's bad, I swear to God I think I'm losin' my
sanity
Picked her up in the Porsche, skipped off to a yacht
Came back and had dinner at the ???
And I'm cool on these honeys
And all of her friends hate when I come around
Cause they know money's involved, the Coupe or the
truck
23 and 20s involved
Might rain all day and be sunny tomorrow
But nobody could love you the way I do
Always do the right thing, or at least try to
But the way I put it on you is exclusive, ma
So all that talk that your friends do is useless, ma
You're exclusive, baby
No one can do me like you, baby
No one can love me (Oh, no), no one can hold me (Hold
me)
And when I think of all the things you do (You do)
There's no one but you
You're exclusive, baby (Exclusive)
No one can do me like you, baby
No one can love me (Oh, oh), no one can hold me (Hold
me)
And when I think of all the things you do (You do)
There's no one but you
You're exclusive, baby
No one can do me like you, baby
No one can love me, no one can hold me
And when I think of all the things you do
There's no one but you
Sanity
???
L.O.X.
Ruff Ryders
Motown
