Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sexy, artist - Mary J. Blige. Date of issue: 31.12.1998
Song language: English
Sexy |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you get away from me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you get away from me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Looking in my mirror |
| Thinking 'bout last night |
| I can’t help but see you |
| Running often through my mind |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you get away from me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| You were saying Mary |
| Don’t let go, hold tight |
| I just wanna hold you |
| All through the night |
| This is something that I can’t deny |
| Boy you know your touch just drives me wild |
| Won’t you take my hand I’ll set you free |
| I want you to belong to me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you get away from me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you get away from me |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Oh, oh oh oh, oh, oh, oh |
| Uh, uh-huh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-huh, uh |
| Yo, yo, yo |
| You might bump into the Kiss late night |
| Or on the DN speeding |
| In the drop, four thirty on my way to rock a birdie |
| With automatic lead in the car, bread in the car |
| Plus I’m gettin' head in the car |
| My wedding tomorrow |
| More dutchies to the head, the ready you are |
| After the session with shorty |
| I’ll be better tomorrow |
| And you know how we are |
| We always keep one or two |
| That don’t say much |
| Like to hit a blunt or two |
| Or don’t mind driving with raw in the trunk |
| Or freaking off for the week |
| Top floor in the trunk |
| Just laying back blowing |
| Twenty five’s a skull |
| The our keys by the door with bow ties and posts |
| Can’t let me get away |
| But you ain’t ready for Kiss |
| Got the Chevy and the six |
| Wrists heavy and shit |
| Matter of fact we gonna take a trip |
| And put the dats up |
| And cop the pink lemonade Cadillac truck |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t have you |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Can’t have you, if I wanted to |
| Can’t have you |
| Can’t let you go, no |
| Repeat 1 till end |