Baby Boy Song Lyrics

Baby Boy Song | Best Lyrics 2003 | Beyonce

Baby Boy Song Lyrics - Beyonce

Baby Boy Song Lyrics

Baby Boy Song 


Song: Baby Boy
Singer: Beyonce
Writer(s): Kamoze Ini, Storch Scott Spencer

Baby Boy Song Lyrics

A dat di gyaldem need and dem cry fi everyday without apology
Buck dem di right way, dat a my policy
Sean da Paul ‘longside Beyoncé
Now hear what di man seh
Dis a dutty yeah, dutty yo
Dutty yeah, dutty yo
Beyoncé, sing it now, ya

Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (Come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (Come on, girl, tell me what’s the deal)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)

Ah, oh, my baby’s fly, baby, oh (Yeah, yeah)
Yes, no, hurt me so good, baby, oh (This hot)
I’m so wrapped up in your love, let me go (Uh, yo)
Let me breathe, stay out my fantasies (Yo, yo, yo, yo, alright)

Well woman a ready fi gimme di ting, deh ready fi really get it live
Tellin’ mi all about di tings weh you ah fantasize
I know yuh dig di way mi step, di way mi mek mi stride
Follow yuh feelings, baby girl, because they cannot be denied
Come get mi inna di night and mek wi get it damplified
I nuh quick fi run di ship, mi nah go slip, mi nah go slide
In odda words yuh love I got to get well certified
Fi give yuh di tuffest longest type of ride, girl

Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (Fulfill my fantasies, come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time (Oh)
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (By, by, by, by, come on, girl, tell me what’s the deal)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; oh, yuh done know di love is real)

Picture us dancin’ real close
In a dark, dark corner of a basement party (Oh, na, na, na)
Every time I close my eyes
It’s like everyone left, but you and me (Oh, na, na, na)
In our own little world, the music is the sun
The dancefloor becomes the sea (A wi done, girl)
Feels like true paradise to me, yeah (Introverted, oh, na, na, na)

Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (Come on, girl, tell me how you feel)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (By, by, by, by, come on, girl, tell me what’s the deal)
I think about you all the time (Oh)
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)

Baby boy, you stay on my mind (Yo, yo, B)
Baby boy, you are so damn fine (Yeah, yeah, girl)
Baby boy, won’t you be mine? (Yo, yo, B)
Baby boy, let’s conceive an angel
Baby boy, you stay on my mind (Yo, yo, B, oh)
Baby boy, you are so damn fine (Yeah, yeah, girl, oh)
Baby boy, won’t you be mine? (Yo, yo, B, oh)
Baby boy, let’s conceive an angel

Di world is a drop top, girl
Mi and yuh together is a wrap, dat, girl
Drive ’round di town inna yuh drop top, girl, yuh nuh stop shop, girl
Likkle more di Dutty waan rock dat world
It’s a drop top, girl
Mi and yuh together is a wrap, dat, girl
Drive ’round di town inna yuh drop top, girl, yuh nuh stop shop, girl
Likkle more di Dutty waan rock dat world

(Oh, na, na, na) Baby boy, you stay on my mind
Fulfill my fantasies (Come on, girl, tell me how you feel, oh, na, na, na)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (Oh, na, na, na, come on, girl, tell me what’s the deal)
I think about you all the time
I see you in my dreams (See you in my dreams; yuh done know di love is real)

B stepping in hotter this year (Hotter, hotter under ya)
B stepping in hotter this year (Hotter, hotter under ya)
I know you gon’ like it
I know you gon’ like it
I’m stepping up hotter this year (Hotter, hotter under ya)
I’m stepping up hotter this year (Hotter, hotter under ya)
So don’t you fight it
So don’t you fight it

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