Picture This

[Intro]
Timeless (time)
See mi ah say up to di time
Still enuh baby, I just want you to close your eyes
And imagine that, you are with me on a long island of paradise
And I'll just close my eyes too, and imagine that I'm somewhere with you
On the U.S Virgin Islands (right away)
Baby, ay!

[Chorus]
Picture me and you, you and me
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
Then, picture me and you, under the tree
F.U.C.K.I.N.G
Ay, 'ow man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh?
No S.U.C.K.I.N.G
Gyal, you are mi Q.U.E.E.N
Suh me, a your K.I.N.G

[Verse 1]
Di first time buddy go inna her
Mi wake up to, good morning sir
Here is your breakfast, what you prefer?
Me say stop! Baby remain as you were
Me nuh eat inna bed, that won't occur
Because mi nuh gummy bear, nor kissyfur
But I like di way you shake it right durr
So turn back-way make mi get fi enter di center

[Chorus]
Picture me and you, you and me
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
Then, picture me and you, under the tree
F.U.C.K.I.N.G
Ay, 'ow man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh?
No S.U.C.K.I.N.G
Gyal, you are mi Q.U.E.E.N
Suh me, a your K.I.N.G (baby)

[Verse 2]
Quint it, make mi sink it
If you pretty like Ashanti, mi Murder Inc. it
Pussy print it
Mi nuh nyam Shirley biscuit
Which butterkist? Never will, never kiss it
Under house arrest, mi hol' yuh breast and frisk it
This dick, hurt up your belly like Nesquick
Mi nuh chocolate, badman tongue no forklift
You nah fi ask if God bless mi with a rass dick
Ha Ha

[Chorus]
Picture me and you, you and me
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
Then, picture me and you, under the tree
F.U.C.K.I.N.G
Ay, 'ow man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh?
No S.U.C.K.I.N.G
Gyal, you are mi Q.U.E.E.N
Suh me, a your K.I.N.G

[Verse 1]
Di first time buddy go inna her
Mi wake up to, good morning sir
Here is your breakfast, what you prefer?
Me say stop! Baby remain as you were
Me nuh eat inna bed, that won't occur
Because mi nuh gummy bear, nor kissyfur
But I like di way you shake it right durr
So turn back-way make mi get fi enter di center

[Chorus]
Picture me and you, you and me
K.I.S.S.I.N.G
Then, picture me and you, under the tree
F.U.C.K.I.N.G
Ay, 'ow man fi bow? Dem wicked, eeh?
No S.U.C.K.I.N.G
Gyal, you are mi Q.U.E.E.N
Suh me, a your K.I.N.G (baby)

[Verse 2]
Quint it, make mi sink it
If you pretty like Ashanti, mi Murder Inc. it
Pussy print it
Mi nuh nyam Shirley biscuit
Which butterkist? Never will, never kiss it
Under house arrest, mi hol' yuh breast and frisk it
This dick, hurt up your belly like Nesquick
Mi nuh chocolate, badman tongue no forklift
You nah fi ask if God bless mi with a rass dick
Ha Ha