Love you like Jesus loves us all.

I would like to be your honey,
In your life I want to be only man;
Real quality time and affection.
One man can't run her locked combination,
All she's looking, she can see the Mr. Man.

Tear up resume burn up application,
One look she take and mi fit the position.
No matter who is in the way, run way the little man,
Buju have the slam to rock you all night long.
Woman I see trouble, to how my heart a bubble,
Something must be wrong.
Juggle me a juggle, still can hold my hand.

I would like to be your honey,
In your life I want to be only man;
Real quality time and affection.
One man can't run her locked combination,
All she's looking, she can see the Mr. Man.

Whole heap a them come 'bout, but them no ready,
Check them out, them is a mess,
Don't want no bag a problem and stress.
Loving excess, kill you with happiness,
Stick to the ragga and you wouldn't want to leave.
This is no poppy show, tell you man him get blow,
Rude boy visit yard him no tip toe.

I would like to be your honey,
In your life I want to be only man;
Real quality time and affection.
One man can't run her locked combination,
All she's looking, she can see the Mr. Man.

Why you refuse to humble, your hears to my cry,
Feel I only want you because of your needle eye.
Wrote many notes, but you didn't reply,
Walked off my boot heel to show that I am a nice guy.
Woman the little love, me can't wait to pacify,
I cry and bawl till me well dry.
Anytime me see you, I rail up high,
Temperature rise and me naw stop cry.

I would like to be your honey,
In your life I want to be only man;
Real quality time and affection.
One man can't run her locked combination,
All she's looking, she can see the, cho!

Tear up resume burn up application,
One look she take and mi fit the position.
No matter who ina the way, run way the little man,
Buju have the slam to rock you all night long.
Woman I see trouble, to how my heart a bubble,
Something must be wrong.
Juggle me a juggle, still can hold my hand.

Honey, I would like to be your,
To be your, I would like to be your only man;
Real quality time and affection.
One man can't run her locked combination,
All she's looking, she can see the Mr. Man.

Whole heap a them come 'bout, but them no ready,
Check them out, them is a mess,
Don't want no bag a problem and stress.
Loving excess, kill you with happiness,
Stick to the ragga and you wouldn't want to leave.
This is no poppy show, tell you man him get blow, off!