[Intro: Morris Day]
I guess you've heard of my reputation
I've had my share of foolin' around
But everybody needs stimulation
And mine just happens to be all over town
[Verse 1: K-Dee]
When I made the hoes say, "Hey, play a little more
Of the smooth, move-your-ass-to type grooves"
Proves, that I got the skills to get my bills paid
Afraid that they couldn't fade when I parlayed
In the cut, what? Now it's on
To the break of dawn, I tag it then I'm gone
But lately, with that, shit
I got the mack shit in my pocket for those who try to knock it
Now you say that I'm the man with a grand in my hand
It ain't hard to tell a groupie from a fan
Damn, K-Dee, the ladies go crazy
I got that dough, now a thang don't faze me
But everywhere I step, skins, so I slept
With 'em, hit 'em, now I guess you heard my rep-
Utation, but everybody needs stimulation
But I'd rather than a homie when I get lonely
[Chorus: Morris Day]
Contrary to rumor, gigolos get lonely too
All of my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe, I think that I need you
[Verse 2: K-Dee]
Women come, women go, so
After one leave, another's comin' through the back door
I got more than I can stands, it takes patience
Yeah, but it's an easy money occupation
Sometimes I just wanna lounge, sit back and think
Relax, max out and have a drink
With someone who understands, I'm only one man
Not ten, see, it's cool when we
Can conversate and you could relate to where I'm comin' from
And what I go through - life's a bitch, it's so true
But I'm the best thing goin' besides pimpin' and hoein'
I got more dough than
You can ever see, never be K to the Dee
I got to be the freshest MC
You'll ever know, damn, it's so true
That gigolos get lonely too
[Bridge: Morris Day]
It's an easy money occupation
But honey, one thing, understand
I've more money than you could imagine in your wildest dreams
But honey, money don't make no happy man
[Chorus: Morris Day]
Contrary to rumor, gigolos, they get lonely too
All of my lovers need stimulation
But honey babe (Honey babe), I think that I need you
Ah...
[Verse 3: K-Dee]
I go for self but can't help they all dig a bro
Like me, but see, this gigolo
Gets lonely too, if you only knew
It's all the same, I'll run my game, you'll be on me too
I ain't trippin', it's a daily routine
I'm too clean when it comes to makin' those like you fiend
For this, you know this is the bombay
'Cause I'm a smooth criminal, you ask why crime pay
You know I'm in this to win, beginnin' to finish
True to the game, now who's to blame
Not me, I am who I am, see
Ass, gas or cash, nobody rides for free
I hit the scene, the word got around
Now, I'm the talk of your town
I hang without taking off my clothes
And kick it, with somebody who truly knows
[Spoken Interlude: K-Dee & Morris Day]
Yeah, you know what I'm sayin'?
Sometimes I just wanna sit back and relax
These women still don't know
Just how hectic this lifestyle is
You can have a day when you still get lonely
Yo Morris, what you think?
Yeah, you got that problem, too, huh, K-Dee?
Heh, well, if they don't understand
I think maybe they can just sit back and listen to Morris
[Outro: Morris Day]
Just once I wanna love without taking off my clothes
Just once I wanna love with somebody who knows
That I got more money than you could ever see
But honey, money won't pick me up off of my knees
Gigolos, we get lonely
Ah, ah, oh, uh, whatcha gonna do, baby?
Ah, tell me whatcha gonna do, hey, yes
Whatcha gonna do, baby?
