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You're Mine Video (MV)




Performed By: Rod
Language: English
Length: 2:28
Written by: Roderick Juma




Rod - You're Mine Lyrics




Anytime you call
Bet I pick up
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Got the body like a coke bottle
Super model
Slim thick
And she wit it
So we Vibin'
I love it how she throw it
How she whinin'
Treat her like a diamond
Really one of a kind
Yea

Sweet like sugar
In the ice tea (Yea)
Cute face wit a slim waist
Make her wifey
I can tell she really like me (Yea)
Chances Imma make you mine
Very likely

Said she wan ride
Wit a real Nigga
I can do you right
I'll be real wit you
We can do it all night
Cuz you real different
I got that thing you like
Make you feel different

And you know
What I came here to do
So show me something
That you momma showed you
Don't be afraid
Girl it's just me and you
Never been wit me
But I'll show you sum new

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine
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Anytime you call
Bet I pick up
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you
Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Got the body like a coke bottle
Super model
Slim thick
And she wit it
So we Vibin'
I love it how she throw it
How she whinin'
Treat her like a diamond
Really one of a kind
Yea

Sweet like sugar
In the ice tea (Yea)
Cute face wit a slim waist
Make her wifey
I can tell she really like me (Yea)
Chances Imma make you mine
Very likely

Said she wan ride
Wit a real Nigga
I can do you right
I'll be real wit you
We can do it all night
Cuz you real different
I got that thing you like
Make you feel different

And you know
What I came here to do
So show me something
That you momma showed you
Don't be afraid
Girl it's just me and you
Never been wit me
But I'll show you sum new

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine

Anytime you call
Bet I pick up (Yea)
Even when I leave
I already miss you
Gotta couple things
That I could teach you

Your
Mine, Mine, Mine, Mine
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Writer: Roderick Juma
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