I think your truly something special (Oh-oh)

Just what my dreams are really made of (Dreams are really made of)

Let's stay together, you and me boy (Oh-oh-oh)

There's no one like you around, oh, baby

♪

Uh, baby girl

Uh, uh (Ooh)

Desert Storm, uh (Oh-oh)

Yeah, yeah, oh, uh

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you now

I wanna be more than a friend to you now

When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now

And I don't bring the problems from the '90s and the 2 thou'

There's no reason to have a friend or two now

'Cause the kid's ready to tell you how he feel in a few vow's

Maybe, I'm speaking general now

But girl, I'ma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now

Where I go, they wear bikinis in the winter too now

What you think about tan lines on the skin of you now?

Why wouldn't I wanna spend a few thou'

On 5th Ave. shopping sprees and them dinners to Chow's

I ain't concerned what other men would do now

As long as when I slide up in you, you growl

And any dude with you, he better be a kin to you now

And I aint jealous, it's the principle now

I'm so into you

I, really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

I, really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

Come on ma

It's more than a flashin'

I woulda traded it all, in orderly fashion

My villa in Florida we crashin'

Just off the shore so you can hear when the water be splashin'

The drop top three and a quarter we dashin'

The flawless diamonds and the border we flashin'

The money we oughta be stashin'

I make sure ever quarter be cashed in

I can't really explain it

My friend be thinkin' I'm slippin'

These girls be thinkin' I'm trippin'

What kinda weed you be smokin'?

What type of drinks you be sippin'?

Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin'

Would have me with the blues so hard

You would think I was crippin'

Now you relaxin' in the Benz

Credit cards with no limits

So you don't worry about maxin' when you spends

But since you been askin' 'bout the friends

How'd you like it if

Both our names had Jackson on the ends

I, really like (I really like)

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it (I can't explain it)

I'm so into you (So into you)

I really like (I really like)

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

I don't wanna trip, but the truth is

Girl the way you cook a steak

Remind me of them strips in Ruth Chris

You love my smile, no matter how chipped my tooth is

With you, it ain't because my whips is roofless

Or sit on chrome, dipped dub deuces

And you ain't flattered by Canary and VS dipped Jesuses

Other ballers look dumb when they press you

Five and sixes, you don't let them kinda numbers impress you

Even though I was somewhat successful

Bein' a player was becoming too stressful

But ever since, the superwoman has come to my rescue

My winter's been wonderful, my summer's been special

Let's fly to St. Bart while the villa be painted

Just so we can really get acquainted

The love is real

There's no way it could feel like it's tainted

But I can't really explain it, uh, yeah

I, really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

I really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

I, really like

What I feel when I'm with you

(With you)

You're a dream come true (You're, oh, yeah, yeah)

Don't you ever leave my side (Ever leave my side, oh, no)

'Cause it feel so right (Oh, baby, oh I)

I, really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it

I'm so into you

I really like

What you've done to me

I can't really explain it (Look what you'e done to me)

I'm so into you

Oh I

Really like

Oh I can't, no, no

Into you

I really like

What you've done to me

Really explain it