Listen to Into You (feat. Ashanti) by Fabolous

Into You (feat. Ashanti)

Fabolous

Hip-Hop/Rap

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Into You (feat. Ashanti)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fabolous
Fabolous
Vocals
Tamia
Tamia
Sampled Artist
Dink
Dink
Keyboards
Ashanti
Ashanti
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Robinson
Bob Robinson
Songwriter
Ernesto Shaw
Ernesto Shaw
Songwriter
Lionel Richie
Lionel Richie
Songwriter
Kenneth Ifill
Kenneth Ifill
Songwriter
Ronald LaPread
Ronald LaPread
Songwriter
Tim Kelley
Tim Kelley
Songwriter
John David Jackson
John David Jackson
Songwriter
Tamia Hill
Tamia Hill
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Duro
Duro
Mixing Engineer
Tom Coyne
Tom Coyne
Mastering Engineer
Nick Howard
Nick Howard
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I think your truly something special (Oh-oh) Just what my dreams are really made of (Dreams are really made of) Let's stay together, you and me boy (Oh-oh-oh) There's no one like you around, oh, baby Uh, baby girl Uh, uh (Ooh) Desert Storm, uh (Oh-oh) Yeah, yeah, oh, uh I can't really explain it I'm so into you now I wanna be more than a friend to you now When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now And I don't bring the problems from the '90s and the 2 thou' There's no reason to have a friend or two now 'Cause the kid's ready to tell you how he feel in a few vow's Maybe, I'm speaking general now But girl, I'ma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now Where I go, they wear bikinis in the winter too now What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now? Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou' On 5th Ave. shopping sprees and them dinners to Chow's I ain't concerned what other men would do now As long as when I slide up in you, you growl And any dude with you, he better be a kin to you now And I aint jealous, it's the principle now I'm so into you I, really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I, really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you Come on ma It's more than a flashin' I woulda traded it all, in orderly fashion My villa in Florida we crashin' Just off the shore so you can hear when the water be splashin' The drop top three and a quarter we dashin' The flawless diamonds and the border we flashin' The money we oughta be stashin' I make sure ever quarter be cashed in I can't really explain it My friend be thinkin' I'm slippin' These girls be thinkin' I'm trippin' What kinda weed you be smokin'? What type of drinks you be sippin'? Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin' Would have me with the blues so hard You would think I was crippin' Now you relaxin' in the Benz Credit cards with no limits So you don't worry about maxin' when you spends But since you been askin' 'bout the friends How'd you like it if Both our names had Jackson on the ends I, really like (I really like) What you've done to me I can't really explain it (I can't explain it) I'm so into you (So into you) I really like (I really like) What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I don't wanna trip, but the truth is Girl the way you cook a steak Remind me of them strips in Ruth Chris You love my smile, no matter how chipped my tooth is With you, it ain't because my whips is roofless Or sit on chrome, dipped dub deuces And you ain't flattered by Canary and VS dipped Jesuses Other ballers look dumb when they press you Five and sixes, you don't let them kinda numbers impress you Even though I was somewhat successful Bein' a player was becoming too stressful But ever since, the superwoman has come to my rescue My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special Let's fly to St. Bart while the villa be painted Just so we can really get acquainted The love is real There's no way it could feel like it's tainted But I can't really explain it, uh, yeah I, really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I, really like What I feel when I'm with you (With you) You're a dream come true (You're, oh, yeah, yeah) Don't you ever leave my side (Ever leave my side, oh, no) 'Cause it feel so right (Oh, baby, oh I) I, really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it I'm so into you I really like What you've done to me I can't really explain it (Look what you'e done to me) I'm so into you Oh I Really like Oh I can't, no, no Into you I really like What you've done to me Really explain it
Writer(s): John David Jackson, Ronald C. (sr) La Pread, Ernesto David Jr Shaw, Kenneth A. Ifill, Tamia Washington, Lionel Richie, Tim Kelley, Bob Robinson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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