作词 : Michael D'Angelo Archer/Reginald Noble/Clifford Smith
 作曲 : Michael D'Angelo Archer/Reginald Noble/Clifford Smith
My flow's remarkable
Doc walk like Caine from Kung Fu 'round the globe
Throw obstacles I'll hurdle them
Herb and whack MC's
Drum racks to the rims, to the caps
Yo Methical, and D, I'm ASAP
I'm crack of dawn chicken hunting at KFC
In '83 I was that scrub TLC talked about
Now I rock the house, chalk 'em out
Yeah, no doubt
Who got the biggest a*s in the house?
Young miss, fillet-of-fish, salt water trout
Pretty young thing, got a tongue ring and dirty mouth
And she whispering them sweet nothings, I air it out
Baby you got me like Joanie had Chachi
Until she got high and went and f*cked Potsie
Lady Godiva, from day one a d*ck rider
Liar, liar, set your p*ssy on fire
I see you dancing right now
I don't need to tell you that you know how
Baby, you do (oh)
I say you belong
And if you dream to be free
I can take you there, just follow me
Baby, I won't
I won't steer you wrong
And it seems like to me
You want someone to fit your pedigree
Baby, I do
So what you want?
Smack your a*s, pull your hair
And I'll even kiss you way down there
You know that I will
Think I won't?
Specially when you do it
Left and right
Up and down
Left and right
Up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left, left, left, left
Here you are in my world
Make you feel like a pearl
Rub your back and fulfill your needs
So why don't we just get undressed
Feel the tender touch of your caress
That's what I want
Why don't you give it to me
I will have you believe
There's no reason for you to leave
Stay right here in my arms
Where you're safe and secure
Here with me you can be sure
There's no threat, say you turn me on
Specially when you do it
Left and right
Up and down
Left and right
Up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left and right and up and down
Left, left, left, left
I know that you know the s*xy little things you do
I know that you know the s*xy little things you do
Yo Doc be off the wall
With Keith and Mally G
Pulling a Harley D with a jar of green
Come 1-5-1, straight indo, the spot
I f*ck brown sugar behind the fiber glass window
It's Doc not guns don't sling weight
The only thing I sling is condoms for spring break
(F*ck 'em) How we do it?
(Leave 'em) How we do it?
(Get the money) The p*ssy
(The w**d) Now do it!
Now take your coat off and stay a while
Now honey child if you're gon' be acting funny style
Then I don't need ya
It's Saturday, this night fever
Sh*t is popping, Cheeba, my mouth cotton
'Tis the season for draws dropping
And heavy breathing
You ain't skeezing
You d*ck teasing?
I'm leavin'
Acting rotten, I got no time for games
I'm no joke
Drop that a*s when I'm finished
And watch it smoke
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)