Stronjay

[Intro]
Hey, love... yeah
Hey, love... uh

[Verse 1]
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

[Hook]
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, 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

[Verse 2]
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, boyant
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

[Hook]
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, 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

[Verse 3]
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
Foreplay, 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

[Hook]
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, 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, 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

[Outro: O.C.]
Hey, love