Attention all ladies, the Candyman is on the prowl, and for those who want to get busy, you've got to speak up now.
This run, this time, is one of a kind, blowing your mind like only the Candyman can, like a heavyweight champion, knocking them out, another bout without a doubt, once again you can scream and shout, when I rock the bells, yell out my name.
This is what you've been missing, listen to my heartbeat while I'm whispering, I know you're suffering, so sweet a Candyman sweet nothings, hugging and tugging and rubbing, loving it all, having a ball, all y'all girlies next to me, talking *** to me, we can't do that yet, but I bet we'll chill, Candyman tell them the truth, we'll still end up knocking the boots.
At each and every show, there's this groupie, artist knows what she wants to do to me, she knows my name, knows every rap routine, but how'd she get in my limousine?
Don't act a fool, don't drool, I'm just a performer, I was cool, but the room got warmer, Norma cornered me in, her and a friend named Lynn, then, they checked me in till the holiday end, I didn't let them win, said my pockets was bent, she blew me a kiss, I knew she wasn't new to this.
I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one, I didn't want to be the only one.
But the devil made me do it till the tick-tock, yeah, don't stop, we knock boots till six o'clock as we lay, all night long, and early in the morning, she sang this song.
Ooh, boy, I love you so, never, ever, ever gonna let you go, once I get my hands on you.
Ooh, boy, I love you so, never, ever, ever gonna let you go, I hope you feel the same way too.
Girl, I don't.
A hollow of love is what I'm entering, when I mention it, you're surrendering, giving it up like a good girl has to, living it up, eventually you ask to stay.
You're gonna pay for this, just rest your breasts on my chest, yes, I'm impressed with the way you cold love me down.
I don't want to sit down, I just want to get down, I'm on the ground, down on my knees, like James Brown, singing please, please.
Round two, I'm down to do what it takes to make you understand.
I'm the king.
I'm the man, and I melt in your mouth, not in your hand.
Hard as a rocket, I'm no sucker, the boots I knock make me one bad mother.
Knockin', while I'm hip-hoppin', many people say my lyrics are shockin', just because of the simple subject.
Everyone should love this, cause everybody does it, whether they admit it or if they deny it.
I'm tired, you better keep quiet, or else you might have to see a few skeletons.
But girl, that's irrelevant, break off a bottle of Basti Spumati, pop off the top and rock with my posse.
Fila, Al, Big Dill, and T-Fly, we ask the questions, you give the reply.
MC Chip, Big Robin, Bud, rockin' on the waterbed, knockin' on the rug.
I'm just playin', what I'm sayin' ain't ill, girl, you should know I'm real.
Real.
I'm just playin', what I'm sayin' ain't ill.
I'm just playin', what I'm sayin' ain't ill.