Lyrics Stronjay - O.C.

Stronjay

Shopping in the city one day, on my way
Met a redbone by the name of Stronjay
Five-foot-six, body thick, hair silky
She could make the hardest man melt and turn milky
Bugged-out shit, one eye was hazel, one was blue
Lips fully packed as my attention stayed glued
Upon her outline, I cased it with my mind
Saying to myself, «This sugar be a dime.»
Yo, sugar
Let’s have a drink and, like, um, talk some more
Proceed to grab my bag and then we exit the store
Walking down the street, men is staring with amazement
Treatment somewhat like black tie for occasions
Anyhow, the star and me hit a sushi bar
Told her that I never had sushi before.
Ordered
Saki that I already endeavored in Japan
Reached ‘cross the table, then I grabbed her hand.
«Why your
Man let you walk around solo like this?»
My chinky
Eyes looked upon her as I gave her hand a kiss
This most mesmerizing young thing I must say
Echoes in my thoughts since I met you that day
Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say
Her body got curves like waves in The Bay
Lips light, smooth just like Alizé
The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way
Stronjay responds men only want her ‘cause she rich
Her beeper start buzzing, so we pulling out a flip
In the back of my mind, I’m saying, «Yes, go, boy,» and
Find a nigga rich in New York’s one in a million
She wanted to leave, I said, «Is this the end?»
then
She gave me an invitation back to her crib
I’m never surprised.
I flag a cab, she said, «Uh-uh
My car’s around the block in the parking garage,» got
The vehicle, turbines with speed like Batman out of
His cave, 500 Benz whipping in the winds
Destination: 57th Park Ave. South
Turned my face a little, wiped the slob from my mouth
The building was immaculate inside with marble floors
We hit the elevator, she slips out of her drawers, I’m shocked
Like goodies, and I don’t know how to take ‘em
Titties in my face, and, like a gun, I must face ‘em
This most mesmerizing young thing I must say
Echoes in my thoughts since I met you that day
Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say
Her body got curves like waves in The Bay
Lips light, smooth just like Alizé
The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way
Top floor, penthouse suite for sure, it was
Classy like some type of fly furniture store.
She grabbed me up
And intertwined into a kiss with me.
I tried
Taking off my clothes, she assisted me.
Upon
Her fireplace wall is where I pushed her back, then
On the plush floor we fell, passionate collapse.
She
Pushed me off, but the push wasn’t mean.
To the
Fridge and came back with strawberries and whipped cream.
The scene
Was set, but, baby, not just yet ‘cause
Strawberries and whipped cream ain’t complete without Moët, fore-
-play, nibbling, my tongue’s in the air.
Laying
Flat on her back, I love tapping on her rear.
‘Nough
Time we spent getting excited, I’m delighted
Ecstasy, I know honey-hon, she won’t fight it.
She
Stands up and lead me by my hand, we fled into
A room with a king-sized canopy bed
This most mesmerizing young thing I must say
Satisfied O in, like, each and every way
Stronjay, a beautiful thing I must say
Her body got curves like waves in The Bay
Lips light, smooth just like Alizé
The bizomb, I couldn’t see her blowing my way
Hey, love