Lay It on Me

"Uh, funky baby Lay it on me now Not so hard, man" Yo I've got Chinese eyes and Chinese suits (Uh, funky baby) Smokin' much Buddha and smokin' much boots (Lay it on me now) More updated on the hip-hop lingo (Not so hard, man) My favorite New York Knick was Harthorne Wingo Met a girl at a party, and I gave her my card Man, you know that it said Napoleon Bonaparte (Uh, funky baby) Peepin' out the colors, I be buggin' on Cezanne (Lay it on me now) They call me Mike D, Joe Blow, the Lover Man Well, your face turns red as your glass of wine (Uh, funky baby) That you spilled on my lyrics as you wasted my time (Lay it on me now) Girl, you should be with me, you should drop that bum 'Cause I got more flavor than Fruit Stripe Gum With that big round butt of yours I'd like to butter your muffin, (Uh, funky baby) I'm not bluffin' (Lay it on me now) Serve you on a platter like Thanksgiving stuffin' ("And what it") Stuffing, stuffing, stuff it, buddy