I say stop, hey, what`s that sound
Everybody look what`s goin` down
I`m everlastin`, forever on a roll
I`m rockin` to the boat, steamin` grey matter tone
I ain`t sayin` I`m God, but you can graft this
Chances are if I`m a star I`d be Johnny Mathis
On some smooth shit, I`d be gamin` all the honeys
Hittin` Hugh Hefner with his Playboy bunnies
Check the Sunday funnies, I be readin` Doonesbury
See me after dark, love, shit be gettin` scary
I`ll freak you like Carrie on the night of the prom
Let`s keep it cool and calm, I`ll start strokin` your palm
Work my way up your arm, start kissin` your ear
Maybe lickin` your lips, then pullin` your hair
Yeah, I`ll freak the back spasm, then give the orgasm
And if my legs cramp, girl, I`ll lick that stank
I got it sewn love, so you ain`t got no worries
Hold up, wait a second, my vision`s gettin` blury
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Stop, hey, what`s that smell
Someone laced dust all up in my L
Bitches start sweatin` once the pockets swell
Let`s take it back fourteen billion cells