Artist: J.R. Writer Album: History in the Making Song: Xtacy Typed by: jjd269@psu.edu * * send corrections to the typist [Verse 1: J.R. Writer] Ma I'm what you've been missing in your life You've been missing me at nights Plus I'm looking for what you call Miss for Mr.Right Ma I'll make you look, look again and whisper to me like (J.R.) Shh, no more bickering and fights Here's your ticket for your flight Outta town, no more ghetto Round stones and pebbles in your round-toe stilettos Hop in the roof and roll around with a rebel (J.R.) I ain't trying to crown you will settle I'm just looking for a date to the mall; I can take to the bar You can call me sensational R Stick with me for a day ma; I'll make you a star (J.R.) You ain't never met a player as hard They just love the way I'm playing my cards So I stay with a broad, her and her friend wanna straight up ménage We all skate to the car, interior got her saying (J.R.) So I guess I'm headed to the telly Down to FDR new Carrera on Pirelli's I'm trying to put her and her friend together on they belly It's me y'all, y'all me, forget who's on the celly (J.R.) Is what you gon be screaming through the walls Damn they gon even hear you screaming through the halls It's gonna be like something you ain't dream about before It's something ??? a week about for sure [Hook: J.R. Writer] I'm slick as the 70's got chicks to the left of me and to the right of me The kid's just like ecstasy All in her brain, got her calling my name [Chorus: Nicole Wray] J.R. – I want to be in your arms I want you to say you love me I want to feel your presence Oh baby, baby [Verse 2: J.R. Writer] You can never catch the kid on a bird chase The guy's kinda swift so there's not a lot chicks I can't hit on the first date Aim for the ones who won't kiss on the first date (J.R.) I'll be the to give her her first taste Blowing like it was her birthday but I take it slow (why) Cause that diva there, don't know J and Mo I'll make ya take it low, next minute saying woah (woah) (J.R.) Baby bro, take it slow Alright listen, boom (what's that) I just play it smooth Find her a bathing suit, jacuzzi in the living room Procrastinating I know that I'm a hit it soon (J.R.) But it's okay to procrast... Pimp hands strong, pour some Rosé in a glass To the point that everything I say make her laugh Next minute she'll want me to role play on her ass like (J.R.) Come role play with me fast, yeah She won't know what type of sex we a fin a do Play a cop come from the bed like a criminal She'll say damn I don't think I could ever get rid of you (J.R.) I want you forever with me, it's true She must love the way I do these step dance So cool, old school, Gucci sweat bands Gucci sweatpants, the groupies left, yeah (J.R.) I just can't help myself man... [Hook: J.R. Writer] I'm slick as the 70's got chicks to the left of me and to the right of me The kid's just like ecstasy All in her brain, got her calling my name [Chorus: Nicole Wray] J.R. – I want to be in your arms I want you to say you love me I want to feel your presence Oh baby, baby