By German Chocolate meltyawitmysmile@icq.com
Date: 25 February 2001
Courtin' Courtney
you're daddy's girl in your Ralph Lauren and pearls
you drive a Jag and boom L.L. Cool J from the system
I've been wantin' to get wit you for awhile
but I've taken my time
shown my class
because a lady like you is well worth the wait
I won't bait you with cheese
you're above and beyond
an average home boy's horny con
I ain't connin' ya, baby
you're gravy for my toast
I'm givin' ya props
'cuz you gots the most
I want to buy you Cartier jewelry
take you on a Caribbean cruise
give you my American Express
let you shop for shoes
on Fifth Avenue or Paris, France
I want to take you to South Beach
and watch you dance
I don't just be eyein' your booty
I love the whole package
and all that's inside
gotta get your number
and get ya in my ride
I won't let pride stop me before we start
girl, I'm prepared to give you my soul and my heart
they're yours for the takin'
do what you will
you play all you like
I'll pay the bills
you know I'm not ill
these words are true
I've got money in the bank
and it's all for you
the day you say you'll be my bride
I'll carry you away
and love you with all I got
'til my dyin' day
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