DFTF

"Let me tell you 'bout the feelings" - Pharcyde}
 Late year, midnight mating
 On the dancefloor usin our imagination
 Picture me with pants off, I'm confidant cause you can't keep your hands off
 Now you're sweatin, I think I see some lip
 Gotta check for that leg, make sure you ain't got a duck tucked
 With a fist plus knuckles
 Don't take me so serious, I'm just tryin to bust chuckles
 You so fine, I just wanna be all over yo' body like that love spell
 While you playin untouchable, I'm incredible
 Gotta be more flexible in the game
 Let me buy that Boardwalk, no more small talk
 I just wanna do business wit'chu
 Fill each other's glass up, let's sip to you
 In the passenger seat of my Bentley Coupe
 Only if you my future, uhh
 Baby why you fightin the feelin
 Your body all nice and appealin
 Baby take my hand, I'ma give you a night to believe in
 And by the end we'll be bitin and screamin, a nice evening
 Baby your first mistake was lookin and battin your eyelashes
 You was in a dance with a dude and I crashed it rude
 From the door you were floored by my swagger
 Had your ass moist and flowin with Niagra
 My eyes are Pierce Brosnan, starin deep in your soul
 My James Bond pimp demeanor is cold, whoa!
 You can walk and turn your back frontin
 But you'll be home eatin comfort food like fat woman (yummy)
 I'm international don, the ace thriller
 I'll be bangin hard in broads smooth as J Dilla (Yancey)
 You a lady singin the blues
 I'm Billy Dee with the ring and the shoes, I ain't got a damn thing to lose
 Take my hand 'fore it falls off, you got a choice
 Say yes makes me hard, sayin no makes my balls soft
 You remind me of my ex-girl, hardheaded
 So I'ma run up in your sex girl, hard hit it
 Yeah
 I hit the jumper, splash, on that ass back in and out
 She lets me slide back into it
 Don't be abashed when I smash, wake up get my mash
 And crash in my bed butt-naked
 Get you a drink and bone, just leave your phone
 Number I will call you if you got the job
 And don't be spyin on my pager
 Don't be lyin 'bout your age I, know you probably lie about your name
 A lot more, sharp than you think
 Do you think? How about gettin, another, drink?
 Gotta make a move you givin me the wink
 Gotta say my package weigh a lot more than you think
 I see you outside gettin in the club free
 Lookin lovely
 As soon as I seen you had wanted to bug me
 I see me and you ba-bump ba-bumping
 Ba-bump ba-bump