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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Rakim
Rakim
Vocals
Nneka
Nneka
Vocals
DJ Clark Kent
DJ Clark Kent
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
William Griffin
William Griffin
Songwriter
Carl McIntosh
Carl McIntosh
Songwriter
Steve Nichol
Steve Nichol
Songwriter
Jane Sendall-Peters
Jane Sendall-Peters
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
DJ Clark Kent
DJ Clark Kent
Producer
Kenny Ortiz
Kenny Ortiz
Mixing Engineer
Tony Dawsey
Tony Dawsey
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Rakim Clark Kent bring it on What you wanna say to make me stay a while? What you wanna say to make me wanna stay? What you wanna say to make me stay awhile? What you wanna say to make me wanna stay? Just me and my peeps we gettin' buzzed, lookin' for clubs Misses with kisses and hugs, lookin' for love She gotta be nice with hers, even with cookin' some grub Once I'm in I meet her friends then I'm hookin' my thugs We'll be blowin' hundreds, always knowin' where the fun is Roadrunners findin' more spots than Columbus Pocket full of phone numbers from some of the world wonders I take my time and find where the right one is Smooth as jazz but more than a half, ready for math And on a steady path, like Betty Shabazz And when I see the wiz I'ma step to my biz And there she is, let's see if she pass the quiz It's appropriate we go get soakin' wet Toast, we met, become close associates The place is ours by now I can embrace your style So much flavor I can taste your smile, stay awhile Why don't you, stay a little while Stay a little while, child Baby, why don't you, stay a little while Stay a little while, child Baby, why don't you We on the low matin', infiltratin', negotiatin' We both be makin' moves and dough, M.O.'s relatin' She ain't takin' I want it but yo I know she waitin' I throw the baitin', and before you know we datin' I want the format, to the doormat Contacts fast, callbacks and all that Your deepest ecstasy see you wear accessory Your secret recipes to your bear necessities She real exotic body feel like Lucile Roberts Name brand closets, culturized products Claws like a scorpion caught me in deeper But juice sweeter, enough to buy a two seater Every mile I plan to have your mind beguiled 'Til it informs me more than you would normally allow Raised more than an eyebrow with a flagrant style By now I can taste your smile, stay awhile Why don't you, stay a little while Stay a little while, child Why don't you, stay a little while Stay a little while, child Oh, why don't you Sometimes it's hard to fight it and not let her see me get excited But she know I like it, she know the deal like a psychic Mind is haunted, because I always find her on it She know what I want, where I want, when I want it Blowin' up my Motorola, daddy you comin' over? She on the sofa, holdin' a remote controller Candles burnin' lower, favorite dish gettin' colder She hot as solar, 'cause I told her I wanna hold her But her mission she sittin' in one position like Yoda A TV show is on to top it off she dead sober Then I open the door up, and kiss her on the shoulder She say I'm rollin', like Mr. Lover Lover We had a hard day, ready to parlay My thirsts they obey everything that God say Okay let's play awhile and I'll embrace your style So much flavor I can taste your smile, stay awhile Stay a little while Stay a little while, child You don't know nothing then no cry, stay a little while Stay a little while, child Uh, that's don't need Stay a little while Stay a little while, child Why don't you, stay a little while Stay a little while, child You don't know nothing then no cry
Writer(s): Steve Orlando Nichol Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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