Put It on You Songtext

von Tanya Stephens

A few people between us,
Im watchin u across the bar,
And i think to myself "you're way too far",
So I found a reason to come over,
I really needed a light,
And i just hung around for the rest of the night,
A little light conversation, Casual Touch,
I feel you respond to me baby,
So I know its not too much, and i say,

Are you alone, If you are then Im alone,
Nothing can complicate the night,
Do you have a ride, If you got a ride then meet me in the parking lot outside,
I'll be standing in the shadow, way outta di light,
Keep my business away from the watchful eyes,
I can bring the rubber, already got the rubber, everything's fine,
Now all you gotta do is RISE.

(No need to front cause I know you want it baby)
Rise, and let me put it on you,
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby),
I wanna put it on you,
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby),
Let me put it on you, Yea,
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby),

Well mi a watch yuh like a sniper,
Cauze mi wah yuh ride me like a biker,
Climb up pon di buff like a hiker,
Basically mi wah yuh slam mi hard like a rally rally piper,
Caress him wid mi two hand,
Mi have a few rubbers an a few gran,
An mi done book a room over di hilton,
Like Paris, mi no get embarassed,
So yuh free fi bring di still cam.
You alone mi a keep it one up,
Tell mi, yuh man enough?
Yuh no haffi stone an gab up?
Wood a fire, yuh no haffi a/c nor fan up,
Roll call, yuh hear yuh name so stan up,

Let mi put it on you
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby)
I wanna put it on you,
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby),
I wanna put it on you, woah,
(No need to front cause I know you want it baby),
Let me put it on you.

Wen we get skin to skin,
Mi a move toe to toe,
Every style yuh sen on mi a let it off back,
If even a wuk pon di side was tabboo,
Tell dem seh tonight we ago set it off bak,
If wifey no like how mi put on a bruise pon you,
Wen mi done she fi tek it off back,
Wen mi put a likkle extra glue inna di
Stickkity,
Bet any money she cyaa get it off bak, woah.

[Chorus: until fade]