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    Yasmeen Blue Jeans (Remix) текст песни

    Blue Jeans (Remix)

    (feat. Ghostface Killah, Jazze Pha)

    [Intro: Jazze Pha]

    Ladies and gentlemen, MJM presents Yasmeen

    Woo, Jazze Pha, woo-weh, Blue Jeans, I like them


    I’ve been checkin’ you, and like the way you walk

    Your sexy b-boy style, that confidential throne

    So let me take a minute to introduce myself

    Cuz you don’t need to know anybody else

    [Chorus: Yasmeen]

    Here’s my number you can call

    Anytime you wanna talk

    That’s exactly where I’ll be

    When you wanna get at me

    And if you wonder what to do

    That’s got me into

    It’s ya blue jeans, the way you rock in them blue jeans, baby


    No one makes me feel, the way you do inside

    Sensation is so real, it hit me day or night

    Some people, nice and safe

    Some where and near ya heart

    Wouldn’t wanna loose this, love before we start

    You got everything, that I want, that I want

    You got everything, that I need, that I need

    [Chorus x2]

    [Ghostface Killah]

    Days went by and it was plain to see

    That I finally figured out why you started diggin’ me

    It was the jeans not the rings, couch fit, scene

    Round the same time when Rae dropped C.R.E.A.M.

    I still had rock, but very little stones

    And messin’ wit you, had me not comin’ home

    And word on the streets is that you got me whipped (word up)

    It got back and had a brother on flip (word)

    How they know I had brought that whip

    It’s all good, that’s just one of my gifts

    Cuz the love it when my stomach touch ya body

    Baby, my tongue game is mad crazy

    Enough about me, Ton’ Starks, sugar, I drove the Arc

    Noah taught me how to parallel park

    I may hit you while I’m writin’ my darts

    And like 15 to 20 minutes, you heard baby, that’s from the heart

    [Chorus x2]

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