[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things, that grown folks do
Me, you

[Verse 1: Damian Marley]
Grown folks slackness
Big woman hotness
Watch it mek me knock this
Experienced fatness
Love it how mi lock this
Gong to the Zilla
I'm a monsta like a Loch Ness
Look how long my locs is
All bills paid, all bets made
House well clean, all bugs sprayed
Vacation tripping, she ain't tripping
Island skipping, fine wine sipping
Gourmet cooking, no Facebooking
Nothing to see 'cause she ain't looking
Tag team masseuses, D Brown's music
Natural juices, so therapeutic
Lips on my earlobe, softer than a q-tip
Getting kinda stony, actin' kinda stupid
Pretendin' we're in highschool, kissing at the movies
So do your grown an' sexy, baby 'cause you're awesome
See some likkle young girls, don' beg you no pardon
Teach 'em how to walk it, welcome dem to stardom

[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me, you

[Verse 2: Damian Marley]
Early mornin' wake-up, bringin' me the papers
Continental breakfast, smoked salmon an' capers
The eggs are over easy, you're puttin' on your makeup
We do some exercises, strolling through the acres
A mansion out in Gables, cottage in the Naples
Fingles out in Bordeaux, horses in the stables
Baby we're connected, like tv is to cable
Like paper is to staple, like syrup is to maple
If Madonna's like a virgin, age is just a number
So tired of searching, gimme weh me come fah
She feelin' kinda naughty, I'm feelin' kinda rumpish
She is my accomplice, we're gettin' things accomplished
Call ya by your last name, tell ya that you're gorgeous
When I get around you I'm nervous till I'm nauseous
Tell me what's the holdup, baby 'cause I'm anxious
Both of us are grownups, drop your drawers to ankles
[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
There's a lot of silly young girls wanna show off
And you're wishin' one day they will grow up
But it's alright, it's alright
They only hear of the things that you know of
And they're wishing one day you will soar
But it's alright, it's alright
So let's have a talk
Like grownups do
Let's do the things that grown folks do
Me, you