The Real Thing

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] --- The Real Thing - Jill Scott