Damian Marley, Stephen Marley — Grown & Sexy

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There’s a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you’re wishing one day they will grow
But it’s alright, it’s alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you’re wishing one day you will soar
But it’s alright, it’s alright
So let’s have a talk
Like grown-ups do
Let’s do the things that grown folks do
Me and you
Grown folks slackness, big woman hotness
Watch it mek me knock this, experienced fatness
Love it how me lock this, Gong to the Zilla
I’m a monster like a Loch Ness
Look how long my locks 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, deep bounce music
Natural juices, so therapeutic
Lips on my earlobe, softer than a q-tip
Getting kinda stony, acting kinda stupid
Pretending we’re in high school, kissing at the movies
So do you’re grown and sexy, baby ’cause your 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 wishing one day they will grow
But it’s alright, it’s alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you’re wishing one day you will soar
But it’s alright, it’s alright
So let’s have a talk
Like grown-ups do
Let’s do the things that grown folks do
Me and you
Early morning wake-up, bringing me the papers
Continental breakfast, smoked salmon and capers
The eggs are over easy, you’re putting on your make-up
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 the cable
Like paper is the staple, like syrup is the maple
If Madonna’s like a virgin, age is just a number
So tired of searching, getting weh me come for
She feeling kinda naughty, I’m feeling kinda rumpish
She is my accomplice, we’re getting things accomplished
Call you by your last name, tell you that you’re gorgeous
When I get around you I’m nervous till I’m nauseous
Tell me what’s the hold-up, baby ’cause I’m anxious
Both of us are grown-up, drop your drawers to ankles
There’s a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you’re wishing one day they will grow
But it’s alright, it’s alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you’re wishing one day you will soar
But it’s alright, it’s alright
So let’s have a talk
Like grown-ups do
Let’s do the things that grown folks do
Me and you