City of the Rose - Tyus

Ohhhhh

Got a bad bitch from the City of the Rose

And she knows, how it goes

She never left the city but she’s not local

Shawty we could get together, it’s whatever

Just give me the green light

Then we swerving down Marine Drive

Windows open, and your hair blowing

I can hardly focus, can you poke it out for me?

Know what I mean?

In those jeans

Tell me, is there really room for me (For me)

In those jeans?

Tell me do you wanna fuck with a young nigga like myself?

Could you ever fall in love with a young nigga like myself?

And I’ve been thinking 'bout you, nobody else

And my loving’s good for your health

I really need somebody, tell me you’re that somebody

Said I really need somebody, tell me you’re that somebody

I really need somebody, need somebody, need somebody

Need somebody

I really need somebody, are you that somebody?

I really need somebody, are you that somebody?