I know plenty man dem wan rush

I know if you will keep it one hundred

We know we got a different vibe

A special kinda thing going on

Sometimes I might just lose my senses

Don't know what's really going on

Especially, when we're on somethings, certain things

Mix it up with Dom Perignon

'Cause you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

'Cause you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be

Where were we?

After sippin' on the Dom Perignon

She got a tingle in her spine so I had to carry on

On the way to the motel

She just sit back, she just listen all my songs

She put her hand on my leg

Caught me off guard, I'm like ,"Baby wataguan"

And I've already be a killer

She steal her, make a give her all night long

And she tell me say, "Mister, mi a di feel ya"

Tell me make a lick her from beneath her

She tell me make a tease her, make a squeeze her

Squeeze her pom pom, eat her

My Anita

Sexy knew ya

Make a freak her

'Cause you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

'Cause you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be my kinda different, my kinda different, my kinda different

Oh, girl you be