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[Verse 1: Elbee Thrie, Dyme-A-Duzin] I'm a fan of you You looking mighty tangible So let me show you what these hands can do I was checking you out like, one, two And we can do something special if you want to Let me make a plan, figure what I'm gon' do I'ma hit you with the smooth-smooth jazz And when you're not looking, I'll be staring at your ass Summer, I'll tell you what you want to hear Tell me what you're gonna to wear, delete your underwear (Yeah) Baby, I don't want to hurt you I just want to work you, yeah, we can take it there (Ahh-oooh) I don't romance but we can hold hands And do a run-along while we slow dance Let's perform, you don't need rehearsal All eyes on you, Union Square, that's your circle [Hook: Dyme-A-Duzin] Baby, excuse me if I ((?) 'bout a bitch) And when you're talking, I'll be (Looking at your lips) I don't want to upset ya 'Cause with those whamsz Hey, yeah, sheesh, uh [Verse 2: Dyme-A-Duzin] She want a man A boyfriend, hubby, boo But I'm not feeling her plans But when it come to when you get that feeling again Now that I think, that sounds right Already, you are in my eyes But she want to go up and dine (So we) Grab some din' (I wanna) Hop right in (She wanna) Have some kids (I wanna) Bust some jizz I don't really, really don't know why she putting me through this But if this is what you want, I guess this what it is [Hook: Dyme-A-Duzin] Baby, please excuse me if I ((?) 'bout a bitch) And when you're talking, I'll be (Looking at your lips) I don't want to upset you 'Cause with those whamsz [Intermission: Sheriff PJ] Come on, baby, let me talk to you, real quick You know? See how I do, ha [Verse 3: Sheriff PJ] I'm trying to start a conversation, what's up? I know time is slimmer than your waist and I'm stuck But, why you thicker than a Snickers? It's nuts To most, that's too much, but me, it's a plus Call me the tan Michelangelo, when I paint 'Cause ain't no telling where my hands can go What you think, girl? Hop up in my van, and go Picasso, run your hands below