I think your truly something special (Oh-oh)
Just what my dreams are really made of (Dreams are really made of)
Let's stay together, you and me boy (Oh-oh-oh)
There's no one like you around, oh, baby
Uh, baby girl
Uh, uh (Ooh)
Desert Storm, uh (Oh-oh)
Yeah, yeah, oh, uh
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you now
I wanna be more than a friend to you now
When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now
And I don't bring the problems from the '90s and the 2 thou'
There's no reason to have a friend or two now
'Cause the kid's ready to tell you how he feel in a few vow's
Maybe, I'm speaking general now
But girl, I'ma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now
Where I go, they wear bikinis in the winter too now
What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now?
Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou'
On 5th Ave. shopping sprees and them dinners to Chow's
I ain't concerned what other men would do now
As long as when I slide up in you, you growl
And any dude with you, he better be a kin to you now
And I aint jealous, it's the principle now
I'm so into you
I, really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I, really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
Come on ma
It's more than a flashin'
I woulda traded it all, in orderly fashion
My villa in Florida we crashin'
Just off the shore so you can hear when the water be splashin'
The drop top three and a quarter we dashin'
The flawless diamonds and the border we flashin'
The money we oughta be stashin'
I make sure ever quarter be cashed in
I can't really explain it
My friend be thinkin' I'm slippin'
These girls be thinkin' I'm trippin'
What kinda weed you be smokin'?
What type of drinks you be sippin'?
Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin'
Would have me with the blues so hard
You would think I was crippin'
Now you relaxin' in the Benz
Credit cards with no limits
So you don't worry about maxin' when you spends
But since you been askin' 'bout the friends
How'd you like it if
Both our names had Jackson on the ends
I, really like (I really like)
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it (I can't explain it)
I'm so into you (So into you)
I really like (I really like)
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I don't wanna trip, but the truth is
Girl the way you cook a steak
Remind me of them strips in Ruth Chris
You love my smile, no matter how chipped my tooth is
With you, it ain't because my whips is roofless
Or sit on chrome, dipped dub deuces
And you ain't flattered by Canary and VS dipped Jesuses
Other ballers look dumb when they press you
Five and sixes, you don't let them kinda numbers impress you
Even though I was somewhat successful
Bein' a player was becoming too stressful
But ever since, the superwoman has come to my rescue
My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special
Let's fly to St. Bart while the villa be painted
Just so we can really get acquainted
The love is real
There's no way it could feel like it's tainted
But I can't really explain it, uh, yeah
I, really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I, really like
What I feel when I'm with you
(With you)
You're a dream come true (You're, oh, yeah, yeah)
Don't you ever leave my side (Ever leave my side, oh, no)
'Cause it feel so right (Oh, baby, oh I)
I, really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it
I'm so into you
I really like
What you've done to me
I can't really explain it (Look what you'e done to me)
I'm so into you
Oh I
Really like
Oh I can't, no, no
Into you
I really like
What you've done to me
Really explain it