by Tatyana Ali featuring Lord Tariq and Peter Gunz
All day long I think of you,
I can't even think of things to do,
Wishin' all of my daydreams come true,
Now baby what am I to do.
Ohh ohh whoa whoa
I think about yesterday,
Somebody was talkin' to me,
But I couldn't understand a word they say.
Not that I was tryin' to be rude,
But conversation couldn't make it through,
The thoughts of love I have for you.
Baby, your face takes up my time,
Cuz I can just see your face with mine,
I try to change my thoughts,
It's a waste of time,
You keep my mind occupied.
All day long I think of you,
I can't even think of things to do,
Wishin' all of my daydreams come true,
Now baby what am I to do.
Ohh ohh whoa whoa
Tell me what am I to do,
When I can only think of you,
Even when I have simple things to do,
Like talking on the telephone,
Or watching tv when something's on,
If it ain't about you then what's the use.
Baby your face takes up my time,
Cuz I can just see your face with mine,
I try to change my thoughts,
It's a waste of time,
You keep my mind occupied.
All day long I think of you,
I can't even think of things to do,
Wishin' all of my daydreams come true,
Now baby what am I to do.
Ohh ohh whoa whoa
Yo yo yo
What up girl, you all grown up now,
Doin ya singin' thing, the charts sewed up now,
Well ya know I do my rap thing I'm holdin' it down,
And I knew that me 'n you was gon' connect somehow,
Your people called for this track ain't no trouble to me,
I dreamt that you and me got married on the WB,
You on channel 11, I carry the M-11,
RJ call the reverend, it's a match made in heaven,
Whateva have you, I let you know I'm from soundview,
Down till I found you, I'm tryin' to be around you,
I'm still comin' up, chasin' the fame and wealth,
I could spoil you wit time, you got everything else.
I'm still New York to the heart, but got love for all,
When I first saw this girl, dog, I wanted to fall,
Mean the hammer so stunnin, that my body was tense,
And I wishin' every day that I was fresh like prince,
Then I came accross my man RJ parlayin' in a 6,
Wit Tatyana Ali playin',
I heard silly Ann Blackow and went wild, yo,
Tell me how can I get down.
That's when they threw a red eye to LA,
I dirtyed my cash and peeps back,
And hit Shaq on the cellay,
Courtside seats so close that we can touch,
Tatyana and Lord and Peter Gunz like what.
All day long I think of you,
I can't even think of things to do,
Wishin' all of my daydreams come true,
Now baby what am I to do.
Ohh ohh whoa whoa
All day long I think of you,
I can't even think of things to do,
Wishin' all of my daydreams come true,
Now baby what am I to do.
Ohh ohh whoa whoa
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