baby who s is it

Teena Marie

Kurrupt young Gotti man whatââ?¬â?¢s up Sapphire you know I mean We gotta make it do what it do baby you dig Keep it real smooth on em whatââ?¬â?¢s happenening

Excuse me baby baby but youââ?¬â?¢re so fine Iââ?¬â?¢m gone wrap you round me like a grapevine
I be Sapphire bag me by all means thereââ?¬â?¢s much more to me than the eyes can see
Afrocentric rhythms on my brain got Teeth like diamonds eyes like hurricane
Iââ?¬â?¢m Chocolate covered berries dipped in Chardon give you what you need and always keep it raw dog
Do your thing and make the choir girl sing
Turn a womanââ?¬â?¢s head around Turn a womanââ?¬â?¢s head all the way around baby
Make me forget who I am and that I got a man got me saying aah well damn
Make me feel lost baby when Iââ?¬â?¢m found
Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it
Iââ?¬â?¢d drive across town through traffic to sip Malibu wit u
Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it
There ainââ?¬â?¢t no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u

Forgive me cussin just at the time sweet T rolled a 60 baby in a heartbeat
Dark town girls will always be my MO West coast ladies bout to hit you so low
Iââ?¬â?¢m good company baby in a pinch youââ?¬â?¢ll always choose me ainââ?¬â?¢t No split decision
Rumor has it Iââ?¬â?¢ve done everything the notorious Lady to the T
Do your thing and make the church bells ring
Turn a womanââ?¬â?¢s head around Turn a womanââ?¬â?¢s head all the way around baby
Make me forget who I am and that I got a man got me saying aah well damn
Make me feel lost baby when Iââ?¬â?¢m found
Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it
Iââ?¬â?¢d write your name on my back in a tat if you ask me to
Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it
There ainââ?¬â?¢t no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u

Sexy when you put it on me baby wit your rhythms
If you was a surgeon then youââ?¬â?¢d work me with precision
Got me goin deep I think Iââ?¬â?¢m having innervisions
Got me going crazy got me wondering how Iââ?¬â?¢m livin
Sexy when you put it on me baby wit your rhythms
If you was a surgeon then youââ?¬â?¢d work me with precision
Got me goin deep I think Iââ?¬â?¢m having innervisions
Got me going crazy Got me going crazy

Yeah how you wanna do this flex baby bend like a reed in the wind this where your fantasies end
Iââ?¬â?¢ll hit it outta the park and weââ?¬â?¢ll be battin 1000 tongue box player with the souped up sounds and
I got the mix have you spinnin your rims youââ?¬â?¢re lookin for me to trim and now youââ?¬â?¢re out on a limb
I got you hot wired sound fired Feening for some Teena blindfold you boy youââ?¬â?¢ll think your kissin Angelina
Whose is it daddy
Man who does it swing for, for who the bell tolls baby who does it ring for
Whose is it daddy
Iââ?¬â?¢ll pour myself over you see Iââ?¬â?¢m a make it do what it do what it do
Whose is it daddy
Whose gonna roll the seven My call letters what boy for you HE eaven
Whose is it daddy
Whoââ?¬â?¢ll make you feel like a thug, you might as well face youââ?¬â?¢re a sucker for love

Who does it belong to,
whose your daddy
Baby whose is it
tell me bout it
Iââ?¬â?¢d drive across town through traffic to sip Malibu wit u
Who does it belong to,
whose your daddy whose your daddy
Baby whose is it
Whose is it daddy
There ainââ?¬â?¢t no shame in my game tell the world baby I love u
whose your daddy baby
Who does it belong to, Baby whose is it
Whose is it daddy
Iââ?¬â?¢d write your name on my back in a tat if you ask me to
Who does it belong to, oh Baby whose is it
Whose is it daddy
Iââ?¬â?¢d drive across town through traffic to whip my dookey stick on you.