[C.A.L.I.B.E.R.]
I was feeling under the weather
Spot sunshine, sundress with a shot glass, one lime
I`m usually confident
Beautiful made me kinda` timid so I raised up
My blood alcohol percentage and I represented
Hesitant to grab her arm
Looking like a vagabond Caliber kills her with the charm
As compensation for the cash flow
I approached the honey mad slow
Hoping in a moment we could dance slow
But before I could advance yo she said no
Mumbling something about the club scene and assholes
[I] stayed humble, extended my hand
[She was] so receptive to the fact when I approached her I was such a gentleman
[I] told her that`s just how I am
Would you consider this dance?
[She] said, My skirt`s too short, maybe if I wore pants
Plus the heels, make it harder to move.
Told her, Disregard the feeling, only part required is your waist to groove.
[She] grinned slightly. Feeling she begins to like me
I converse politely hoping she`d invite me but
Instead, I got a hole in my head
Something bout` getting out of bed and dreading work because
Her boss makes her fed
Dead the conversation
Had to see if she was with it, then within an instance
I began to feel resistance
Didn`t budge, I got bored
Lunging for the dance floor
She`s indulged in conversation, that`s not what I`m here for
Therefore
I said, I`m about to slide, I get the picture.
She said, I don`t wanna` dance but it`s nice talking with ya.
Look, clubs are for dancing
Coffee shops are for discussion
And if we party now maybe tomorrow we could luncheon
Involuntarily I move when I hear the percussion
Man! Stand still, paying twenty bills for nothing
Out of the question
Irregardless of your beauty you`re making me regret that I said pardon of
excuse me
(Truly) your beauty`s dazzling but I`m about to peel
Too elegant to sweat is something
Caliber could never feel
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Dressed to kill, low cut chest revealed
Classy still you`ve got a lot of sex appeal
But you`re such a Wallflower you could dance in heels
You`re trying to chill, I`m trying to see your dancing skills
[Quartermaine]
Listen sugar peeped your style a mile away
Gracious I might say exotic like a wild bouquet
I only need your time of day and maybe a
Few seconds to display the game (huh)
Not in the mood?
In the cut you claim you want to lay, but
I don`t play this game to lose
Q don`t run away (NAW)
I move with a straight approach, laced in [po]lo
B-boy arrogant pose
Trying to get the last drag off the hash in the roach
My wardrobe, it shows that I ain`t trying to boast
But hopefully you and me we get to whine real close
Most of the time I play it cool
Don`t even sweat these shorties cause
Sometimes you wave hi they think you`re getting naughty
But you Miss, you`re unlike all these little girls that bore me
I`m trying to get you off the wall and get on the floor see
It`s curiosity that`s got this cat frisky
Hot under the collar feeling tipsy off the whisky
Maximum return on my interest cause my business never risky
[I`m] spitting in tongues until you get me
Why don`t you let me gently hold your hand sexy
And spin it out [of] control like a 430SC?
I think I see a spot in the corner
Where we can work it out sweat dripping like sauna
I wanna` push your body to the limit
Repetitions… infinite
We gonna` dance or not?
Let`s rock before the song finish
[Chorus]
