Doing it up like Midas, mmm
Now toi say I got a touch, so good, so good
I'm in my 14 carats, I'm 14 carat
Doing it up like Midas, mmm
Now toi say I got a touch, so good, so good
Make toi never wanna leave, so don't, so don't
Gonna wear that dress toi like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to your cœur, coeur beating
Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
Let me montrer toi how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
I'm on my Marquise diamonds, I'm a Marquise diamond
Could even make that Tiffany jealous, mmm
toi say I give it to toi hard, so bad, so bad
Make toi never wanna leave, I won't, I won't
Gonna wear that dress toi like, skin-tight
Do my hair up real, real nice
And syncopate my skin to how you're breathing
Cause I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
Let me montrer toi how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Trust me, I can take toi there
Trust me, I can take toi there
Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I
Hold on, take a minute, love
Cause I ain't trying to mess your image up
Like we mess around in triple cuffs
Stumble 'round town, pull your zipper up
Pants sag like I don't give a
I ain't trying to mess your fitness up
And I ain't trying to get toi into stuff
But the way toi touchin' on me in the club
Rubbin' on my miniature
John Hancock, the signature
Any time I here, I know she feelin' for it through
And any time we get our boys in up on the news
Ain't worried bout no press and ain't worried bout the suivant chick
They l’amour the way toi dress and ain't got shit up on you
JACKPOT, hit the jackpot (whoo!)
Just made a bad miss without the cul, ass shots (whoo!)
toi look good, girl, toi know toi did good, don't you?
toi look good, girl, bet it feel good, don't it?
I just wanna look good for you, good for you, uh-huh
Baby, let me be good to you, good to you, uh-huh
Let me montrer toi how proud I am to be yours
Leave this dress a mess on the floor
And still look good for you, good for you, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Trust me, I, trust me, I, trust me, I
I wanted to explore a different style of musique for my solo album. I’m trying to keep this separate from the Scene’s output so it didn’t seem appropriate to have any of the guys on my album. I did intend to work with them again when I announced our hiatus. Right now, I don’t know what will happen. It would be nice to have two musique careers, one as a solo performer and another with the Scene.
