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    [Verse One: 2Pac]
    Dear baby you the picture of perfection
    Straight from your million dollar smile
    to my attraction to your complexion
    No hesitation needed; you got me
    inhalin the aroma of your perfume, and feelin heated
    I move closer to drop the lines of my introduction
    Hold out my hand, and grab yo' hand, now we touchin
    My lyrics are poetry
    So baby get a ticket to go with me
    Thugged out so you notice me
    It's a positive attraction; see pictures of us
    layin butt-naked on the beach kickin back relaxin
    And only you can calm, the savage beast
    Look in my eyes are you surprised, that it's me?
    I wanna make you mine
    I'm kissin on you tryin to make it different every time (that's right)
    I'm so lonely in my bedroom, lookin at the walls
    Withcha number in my hand, wonderin should I even call her tonight

    [Chorus: Jazze Pha]
    Anytime you like, baby you can call me
    Need a thug up in yo' life, never find nobody like me
    Cause I know what you want, and girl you know I got you
    You got what I need, and shorty it's all on you
    Baby call on me

    [Verse Two: 2Pac]
    Been gettin nuttin but bad news, ever since the day you left me
    I sit and wonder is there a way, you could forget me
    Remember my phone calls, my late visits
    Us havin breakfast in bed, then we straight kick it
    Me and you in satin sheets, 'til after two
    Come take a walk on the wild side, enjoy the view
    Whenever we collide; it's bound to be a pleasurable time
    Makin love 'til the early light
    Sweetheart don't fight the feelin
    Come get a shot of this plain dealin and concentrate on the ceiling
    It's my intention to brush up
    Beware of the fireworks, cause everytime we touch..
    .. it's bound to be, so relax, clown with me
    As if you're down with me, get around and see
    The brother with tattoos and no fears
    Runnin my fingers through your hair if you call me

    [Chorus]

    [Verse Three: 2Pac]
    Pardon me, but let's be specific
    Baby cause if you down with me, nigga we can kick it
    And let's take trips and ride airplanes
    A hundred thousand dollar car on dem gold thangs, so can you hang?
    Cause we can be real tight (right)
    I got a big suite at the hot', if it feel right
    My only wish is to be witcha
    You got me steady strivin to getcha
    Fantasizin of friendly pictures
    The pressure's gettin major
    I wonder will you answer my call, if I page ya
    Got me goin wild with anticipation
    Face to face with us locked up in strange places, what will it take
    Cause the heartache be heatbreak, is my prediction
    when you falsify and start fake, in my position
    I'm a careful man, but a player when I ball
    Got my eyes on you baby, can I call?

    [Chorus] - repeat 2X

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