
Date of issue: 28.11.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Rhino Entertainment Company
Song language: English
Like a Virgin |
Fifteen years old, thought I was in love |
I was never told, sex is like drugs |
Too much’ll drive you crazy -- in fact |
The brother was so good, had me comin back |
Took my virginity, like he took my heart |
I had to find the Lyte, he left me in the dark |
All alone, no one to be with |
And the brothers they ask me why I riff |
I got hard, grew a shell upon my back |
I had to get a grip, to keep my life intact |
I had to let em know, Lyte is not fragile |
Cause if they think this, brothers can get — foul |
They’ll use, bruise and abuse |
Dump your ass and be sure to choose |
The next fresh fish that steps into the place |
If they desire, they forgot your face |
Lovin them and leavin them, that was their reasonin |
Thinkin he was pleasin you, when he was just TEASIN you |
Summer was over, back in school |
He said come over, that would be cool |
I said OK, it’s been a year now |
Some even asked why, some even asked how |
Could you wait that long, for me to be with it |
Some said yo Hobbes, you’re never gonna get it |
But then the time came, you and I both came |
Things would soon change, never would they be the same |
Before this afternoon, took place |
I was in love, I walked around in space |
I’d rush home from school just to speak to you |
Talk for an hour, maybe even two |
We’d just laugh though, nothing serious |
I guess back then, you were just curious |
To see what I was like, just to touch my flesh |
I could be wrong though, that’s my first guess |
You was in your house, I was in mine |
As long as we were chattin on the line, it was fine |
All alone, yet talkin on the phone |
If you got bored you felt your bone |
And as bad as I am, I talked you through every stroke -- |
Lyte ain’t no joke! |
You’ve been beggin for some time, for me to come visit |
You never got mad though, if I wasn’t widdit |
But this day was different, I was feelin in the mood |
For some slow type of groove or some soul food |
In other words sex, yeah that’s better |
I threw on the Jordache, the Izog sweater |
That was in style then, come on don’t laugh |
Sergio’s, Lee’s, you wore those in the past |
Anyway I arrived, twenty past five |
He’d been hypin himself, sayin he was quite live |
I said here’s your chance, show me some romance |
We begin to slow dance, off with his pants |
BOOM it was over, damn that was quick |
Too bad little homey had a widdle widdle *HORN* |
The only one I’ve seen, cause yo he was the first |
But since I’ve had others, damn he was the worst |
I was in love though, that didn’t matter |
Nothin you could say, could ever shatter |
My world, take it away, just a young little girl |
Oh well |
He stepped, jet, family moved |
Leavin me in the mood for some soul food |
Damn I felt hurt, just like a jerk |
Would somebody PLEASE just mush my face in dirt |
So I can hide, from the whole fuckin world |
WHAT THE FUCK IS LOVE, such a naive girl! |
Suppose I got pregnant, damn I’d be lost |
My mom woulda kicked me out to live with Jack Frost |
I guess I’m lucky though, lonely for sure |
Waitin for the fucker to come knockin at my door |
I didn’t hold my breath though, I might be dead |
Yo 45, next time I’ll use my head |
Name | Year |
---|---|
Jammin' ft. MC Lyte | 1998 |
I Wanna Be Down ft. MC Lyte, Queen Latifah, Yo-Yo | 2005 |
Keep On, Keepin' On ft. Xscape | 2007 |
Jam For The Ladies ft. Angie Stone, MC Lyte | 2002 |
Mash Out ft. MC Lyte, Fergie | 2003 |
Cold Rock a Party | 2007 |
Keep on Pushin' ft. MC Lyte, Nonchalant | 2021 |
Ruffneck | 2009 |
Poor Georgie | 2009 |
Cha Cha Cha | 2009 |
Lyte as a Rock | 2009 |
Paper Thin | 2009 |
Have U Ever | 2007 |
Break It Down ft. India, G. Salah | 2007 |
Assaholic Anonymous | 2007 |
Closer ft. Space Nine | 2007 |
Want What I Got ft. Missy Elliott, Mocha | 2007 |
Better Place | 2007 |
Propa ft. Beenie Man | 2007 |
King of Rock | 2007 |