[Montell]
  Def Jam baby
  Def Soul
  
  [LL Cool J]
  I’m trying to figure out how to make this happen
  Gotta get this money
  Shorty you must have lost my number
  Fell into a deep slumber
  You played me long deep
  That make a playa wonder
  I played Motorola tag
  To get your wavy hair in my convertible Jag
  I said I gotta take a leak
  I slide inside
  You bust in the bathroom sex in your eyes
  I pecked you down low, tongue kissed the cat
  Your legs is upside down twisted back
  It feels so wet I wanna go this and every other
  It’s far fetched
  Until I met this Caribbean honey coated
  A pretty thug dream
  Kissed your lips with Alizae
  You told me LL I wanna be your queen
  You a ball king, the – is morphine
  Hard to find time to keep it on the hush
  But still make your mind
  You got mad shine
  
  [Montell Jordan]
  Girl if it’s alright
  Let’s go somewhere and get it on tonight
  You shouldn’t have to be alone tonight
  It’s one on one tonight, tonight
  
  [Montell Jordan]
  Now she’s looking at me
  But keep talking
  Oh now she’s trying to ice you
  Let’s start walking
  Over on the dance floor
  It’s her fault but what can she do?
  Tell me baby, yeah
  Girl if you’re ready (I’m ready)
  We can get it on (We can get it on)
  I know where I went wrong (She’s where you went wrong)
  But here is where I belong, belong
  And if I can find the words to say
  I gotta get away from a love that kills me every day
  I’d gladly say to you
  
  1 – [Montell Jordan]
  Girl if it's alright
  Let's go somewhere and get it on tonight
  I got a girl but you look good tonight
  It's one on one tonight, tonight
  Girl if it's alright
  Let's go somewhere and get it on tonight
  You shouldn't have to be alone tonight
  It's one on one tonight, tonight
  
  [LL Cool J]
  I testify, its best to try
  Walk the fine line, tell no lies
  My baby mad fly, honey hold me down
  But I had to throw you in that apartment downtown
  Switched your jewels up, flipped your wardrobe
  Analyze the pager, came up with codes
  We’re both on our knees I pull your hair back
  Then push your forward and spank it from the back
  I know you like that
  But during the week I pull a disappearing act
  Where my girl is at
  I’m zoning, a real nigga balling
  I’m supposed to be a pimp but my body is calling
  I don’t know R. Kelly I calls my man
  To L’s in Montell maybe he understands
  A grown man throwing his life in quicksand
  Just to feel my tip on your lips and hands