It Must Be

[Intro: Boy, Veronica, Dillmatic]
[*Laughter*]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
What's up, baby?
The name's Veronica
Ooh! Right, I likes that! [*Laughter*]
Great... Now, I can die [*Laughter*]
Woah, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, hold up, baby
Now, I noticed you noticin' me
So I just wanna put you on notice that I noticed you, too
One, two, two

[Chorus: Dillmatic]
I said it must be
The style I possess
All the gal-obsessed hit 'em with the quick finesse
And she knows I'm a playa, I'ma treat her well
Ain't no tellin' where we goin', only time can tell
I said it must be
The drink in my cup got me quite stuck
Yo, let's keep it on the hush
And I know she a flirt but she play thеm games
We both know what we doin' but wе can't explain, yeah-yeah

[Verse 1: Dillmatic]
Girl, I can't dance but you'll meet me at the dance floor
After a couple drinks, we start wildin' in a bath
Start to blame it on the alcohol 'cause she a fox, no Jamiee
Carry yourself like a lady even off the bay leaves
Plus she mad wavy, yo, honey, got the dip
Said her favorite rapper Jay-Z, bumpin' CDs in the whip
Now we both hazy, hot-boxin' off the shits
No if, buts or maybes, damn, she wild thick
Keep a rubber just for safety
Back to the crib, oh, and you know it's all gravy
Let my nut off, now a nigga feelin' lazy
You know after sex, girls wanna act crazy
And it's all good, it's alright
She told me, "Be cool, we only fuckin' for the night"
So I just play my part, no strings attached on this kite
I be gone by the AM, gotta catch another flight (Yeah, aight)

[Chorus: Dillmatic, ConchezYout]
I said it must be
The style I possess (Yes)
All the gal obsessed, hit 'em with the quick finesse
And she knows I'm a playa, I'ma treat her well
Ain't no tellin' where we goin', only time can tell
I said it must be
The drink in my cup got me quite stuck
Yo, let's keep it on the hush
And I know she a flirt but she play them games
We both know what we doin' but we can't explain, yeah-yeah (Yeah, yeah-yeah)

[Verse 2: ConchezYout]
Girl, I can't front, I've been starrin' at you mad hard
No, I ain't famous and I do not own a black card
Grew up in the hood playin' ball in the backyard
Lotta niggas pussy, they just imitate and act hard
Me, I do the opposite, I'm humble and I'm mad calm
Pull up to your crib in the baby-blue Jaguar
Grew up in the '90s, she be listenin' to Gang Starr
90 on the highway with her feet up on the dashboard
She was gettin' lusty, started givin' me your handjob
Tried to concentrate, but my dick was gettin' mad hard
She was on her period, cot blocked by a tampon
Grabbed her by her neck, pulled her down like a lanyard
Forgot it was the first and I gotta pay my landlord
So I'm off the work, yeah, NYU Langon
Looked into the back and I seen a fuckin' black thong
No, it wasn't hers and I'm like, yo

[Chorus: Dillmatic]
I said it must be
The style I possess
All the gal-obsessed hit 'em with the quick finesse
And she knows I'm a playa, I'ma treat her well
Ain't no tellin' where we goin', only time can tell
I said it must be
The drink in my cup got me quite stuck
Yo, let's keep it on the hush
And I know she a flirt but she play them games
We both know what we doin' but we can't explain, yeah-yeah