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Lyricist: Mr. G
Lyrics:
Hear this! All the man... Make sure you know how fi understand your woman straight up! To the max! Alright? Come now!
Champion lover, no ease up tonight, well Champion lover, gonna make you feel alright, wow
Them call mi Mr. Lover man Them call mi Mr. Lover....(cha-champ) Mr. Lover man Them call mi Mr. Lover... Them call mi Mr. Lover man Them call mi Mr. Lover....(cha-cha-champ) Mr. Lover man Them call mi Mr. Lover...
Because a woman take a trip, she coming from England To satisfy her soul, you know say she want a man Boops! It's Shabba Ranking she buck up pon I goin' make she explode, just like a bomb Every hour, every minute, and every second
Champion lover, no ease up tonight, well Champion lover, gonna make you feel alright, wow
Mi hold pon her finger, and over-stand One look inna she eye, you know she want a man Talking to her, and she respond She tell me say, she handles man like a boomerang Mi tell her say, mi a di only God fi all tyrants
You buck up on Mr. Loverman You buck up on Mr. Loveman (champ) Mr. Lover man You buck up on Mr. Lover... You buck up on Mr. Loverman You buck up on Mr. Love... (cha-champ) Mr. Loverman You buck up on Mr. Loverman
I'm not gonna take it easy, you won't get away tonight The vibe that's flowing through me, makes me feel so right
Woman, if a loving you're looking for, you buck up on the right one Search no more, you buck up on the right man If a loving you're looking for, you buck up on the right man Search no more, you buck up on the right one You have it inna your mind fi come thrill me with it I goin' lay down and make you kill me with it Because, thrillin', that is Shabba's favorite hobby And when mi lay down, you know mi nah run from it
Kill you with it! Uh, uh, I'm gonna kill you with it! Wooooooo Thrill you with it! Uh, uh, I'm gonna thrill you with it! Woooooo
'Cause if a loving you want, and a loving you a go get You've never experienced this a love yet 'Cause this a love a make you work up a sweat And inna this a love you nah go live and fret Because, mi love you from toe come straight to your neck Dem call me Mr. Loverman, dem call me Mr. Lover.. Mr. Loverman, dem call me Mr. Lover.. I goin' tell you why them call me, Mr. Loverman 'Cause fi mi love is what the (champ) depending on Caroline, a to Shabba she belong Whether she gone inna a next island
'Cause you have it inna your mind fi come thrill me with it I goin' lay down and make you kill me with it You know that thrillin', is my favorite hobby Shabba Ranking nah run from it
I'm not gonna take it easy, you won't get away tonight The vibe that's flowing through me, makes me feel so right You say, you're 'full up of action' Now is your chance to show me your motion I've waited so long.. You better come on strong, strong!
The love nah contain, you know say it a expand And from it expand it just a galang, galang I goin' give love to a woman, mi say, all night long Woman, if a loving you're looking for, you buck up on the right one Search no more, you buck up on the right man If a loving you're looking for, you buck up on the right man Search no more, you buck up on the right one You have it inna your mind fi come thrill me with it I goin' lay down and make you kill me with it Kill me with it! Kill me with it! (champ) Kill me, kill me, kill me with it Kill me with it! Kill me with it! (champ) Kill me, kill me, kill-kill me with it
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