paroles de chanson Grown & Sexy - Damian "Jr. Gong" Marley , Stephen Marley

So, while the silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me 'n' you

Grown folks like this
Big old man heartless
Watch it make me not this
Experienced fighters
Love it on the liners
Gong to the Zilla
I'm a monster like a Loch Ness
Look how I long my locks is
All dues paid, all bets made

House well clean, all bugs sprayed
Vacation tripping, she ain't tripping
Island skipping, fine wine sipping
Gourmet cooking, no Facebooking
Nothing to see 'cause she ain't looking
Tag team masseuses, deep bounce music
Natural juices, so therapeutic
Lips on my earlobe, softer than a q-tip
Getting kinda stony, actin' kinda stupid
Pretendin' we're in high school, kissing at the movies

So do you're grown an' sexy, baby 'cause you're awesome
See some little young girls, don't beg you no pardon
Teach 'em how to work it, welcome dem to stardom

So, while the silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me 'n' you

Early mornin' wake-up, springin' me the papers
Continental breakfast, smoked salmon an' capers
The eggs are over easy, you're puttin' on your makeup
We do some exercises, strolling through the acres
A mansion out in Gables, cottage in the Naples
Fingles out in Bordeaux, horses in the stables
Baby we're connected, like TV is the cable
Like paper is the staple, like syrup is the maple

If Madonna's like a virgin, age is just a number
So tired of searching, gettin' weh my comfort
She feelin' kinda naughty, I'm feelin' kinda rumpish
She is my accomplice, we're gettin' things accomplished
Call ya by your last name, tell ya that you're gorgeous
When I get around you, I'm nervous 'til I'm nauseous
Tell me what's the holdup, baby, 'cause I'm anxious
Both of us are grownups, drop your drawers to ankles

While the silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And you're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me 'n' you