Daydreamin'

All day long I think of you I can't even think of things to do Wishin' all of my daydreams come true Now, baby, what am I to do? I think about yesterday Somebody was talkin' to me But I couldn't understand a word they said Not that I was tryin' to be rude But conversation couldn't make it through The thoughts of love I had for you... Baby your face takes up my time Cuz I can jus' see your face with mine I try to change my thoughts; it's a waste of time You keep my mind occupied All day long I think of you I can't even think of things to do Wishin' all of my daydreams come true Now, baby, what am I to do? Tell me what am I to do? When I can only think of you Even when I have simple things to do Like talkin' on the telephone Or watchin' TV when somethin's on If it ain't about you then what's the use? Baby your face takes up my time Cuz I can jus' see your face with mine I try to change my thoughts; it's a waste of time You keep my mind occupied All day long I think of you I can't even think of things to do Wishin' all of my daydreams come true Now, baby, what am I to do? What's up girl? You all grown up now.... Doin' ya singin' thing the charts sewed up now Well you know I do my rap thing, I'm holdin' it down And I knew that me and you was gon' connect some how Your people called for this track, it ain't no trouble to me I dreamt that you and me got married on the WB You on channel 11; I carry the M-11 RJ the reverened; it's a match made in heaven Whatever have you I let you know I'm from soundview Down til I found you I'm tryin' to be around you I'm still comin' up Chasin' the fame and wealth I could spoil you with time; you got everything else I'm still New York to the heart But got love for all When I first saw this girl Thought I wanted to fall Mean the hummer so stunnin' That my bod was tense And I wishin everyday that I was fresh like Prince Then I came across my man RJ parlayin' in a 6 With Tatyana Ali playin' I heard Steely Dan "Black Cow" and went wild You tell me how can I get down That's when they threw me on the redeye to LA I dirtied my cash and peeps back And hit Shaq on the cellay Courtside seats so close that we could touch Tatyana and Lord and Peter Gunz All day long I think of you I can't even think of things to do Wishin' all of my daydreams come true Now, baby, what am I to do?