[Intro: Fabolous & Ashanti] Baby girl (I really like) Desert Storm (yeah) [Verse 1: Fabolous] I can't really explain it I'm so into you now, I want to be more than a friend of you now When they ask, I mention my baby girl in the interviews now And I don't bring the problems from the 90's into 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'mma do whatever just to keep a grin on you now Where I go, they wear bikini's 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. shoppin' spree's, 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 of you now And I ain't jealous, it's the principle now I'm so into you [Chorus: Ashanti] 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 [Verse 2: Fabolous] 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 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 every 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 he be smokin', what type of drinks you be sippin' Sweet thing, just to think of you dippin Would have me with the blue's 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 spend Ever since you've been askin' 'bout the friends How'd you like it if, both our name's had Jackson on the ends, uh [Chorus: Ashanti] 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 [Verse 3: Fabolous] I don't wanna trip, but truth is Girl the way you cook a steak, remind me of those 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 envy es dipped Jesus' 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 becomin' too stressful But every 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 get really 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 [Chorus: Ashanti] 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 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 [Outro: Ashanti] Ohhhh, no no no no no nooooo Oooohhhh no no So into you