The Real Thing

Jill Scott

You gotta do right by me, its mandatory baby
Sweeter than your favorite ice cream be,
Bask in my glory baby/
Don't play no games, that'll ruin thangs
And make me leave ya,
Or mistreat ya and you don't want that
Don't hesitate, I could make you great
Like Cleopatra Jones I could set you straight

[Chorus: x2]
I'm the real thing, in stereo
I got a little highs, I got a little lows
Follow this, melodic flow
I could make it shine, I could make it glow

I'm more than a toy for your satisfaction
I'm a pay-per-view for the TV screen, your main attraction
Your phosphorus, I'm your energy
When your lost, and you need some focus come see me
I'll entice ya man, I do it all the time
In the mornin', in the evenin', when the doves cry

I can feed you gut, put you in a tub
When I turn it up, yeah brotha you know what's up
A little bubbles and a body rub,
Turn off the water (drip drip)
Don't think about dessert, I got enough
And a whole lot more to give!

[Chorus: x4]

Glow glow glow
When I turn it up, yeah brotha you know
What's up

Glow glow glow
When I turn it up, yeah brotha you know
What's up

Glow glow glow
When I turn it up, yeah brotha you know
What's up

Glow glow glow

(Ooh)

[Chorus: x2]