Artist/Band:
Brandy
Lyrics for Song: Sirens
Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Brandy
VERSE 1:
Ooh I love the way you rock your body, body
I'm hot like a toddy, here at da party
I'm your shorty, can we leave shortly?
Can't wait to see what you got for me
You're my rider, stay beside ya
It's never tired, can't keep quiet
Can't deny it, it's like a riot
When I'm with you, everything gets fired
B-SECTION:
You're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
Darling, you're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
HOOK:
Hot like California
Or maybe like down in Florida
And I baby I don't plan on boring ya
I promise ya (I promise ya)
I'm hot like down in New Orleans
Or maybe like off in the islands
Me and you set off sirens
Sirens
VERSE 2:
Boy, you got me on a high like Bob Marley
Don't get me started
It's so whole-hearted
Highly regarded
Can't be modest
Under dark, I turn into a love Goddess
So polished, I love a challenge
You keep me balanced, don't you see me smilin'?
There's no silence, we're always wildin'
When I need it, it's your number I be dialin'
B-SECTION:
You're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
Darling, you're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
RAP (TIMBALAND):
I'm over the top of you like an umbrella
Come baby get with this young fella
I'm like the wind just blowin' on your hot propellers
If that's your girl, look at her
I think she's gettin' jealous
Hey baby, we like two mocking birds
Me and you exchanging nasty words
Come here shorty, let's see how nasty works
Body to body
Soul to soul
Let's emerge
B-SECTION:
You're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
Darling, you're my escape from the rain
Let's embrace
You're my crave, you're my fate
Can't let you get away
HOOK:
Hot like California
Or maybe like down in Florida
And I baby I don't plan on boring ya
I promise ya (I promise ya)
I'm hot like down in New Orleans
Or maybe like off in the islands
Me and you set off sirens
Sirens
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