Method Man

Method Man - Tease lyrics

Uh huh...no ID

It's another one right here... I love women

Know why (why nigga?)... cause they love me back

Come on, come on, come on, come on, (come on) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yo.. yo, yo

Now that I got you in the mood, it's way past time ya shook dude

Cause I'm the best thing since cooked food

Holler at your frog, I'll be at the lily pad near the log

And let me drop it off in them drawers

Baby doll, hood ?bookers? with sugar walls

That talk back to ya like, nigga you shoulda called

Word, the kid got a thing for big curves

Might find him down on Sesame Street with big birds

Big pimpin', all dames is all game

So fine with her beautiful mind, she all brain

A head docter, get it poppin' like Reddenbacher

Chicks call me gravel pit dick, the bed rocker

Big John Studda, motherfuck who fuck mudda

Gots you covered like Magnum XL rubber

Easy does ya, but we never love her

Ya down for the get down girls, go work at Dubya's.. ohhhh!

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

Hey ladies.. oh baby, ya all crazy

And freaks for some grade A meat, it's all gravy

From sun down to sun up, I stay on the bone

Like I'm creepin' on the come up, like

Now I got hun, ridin' shotgun

Windows halfway down, cause she a hot one

Love it when them chicks pop shit, and pop gum

My team cuttin' but we ain't cuppin', finger fuckin' everything cluckin'

Baby I'm frostbitten iceberg slim into black women

When Three's Company ask pigeon who Jack trippin'

Man listen, money slippin, it's honey dippin'

And if she come up missin', don't worry she went pimpin'

Ya gotta be, down with the cause before ya come

Down with the drawers, how many of y'all down with m©nage

Let's make this understood, if it's 3 am and all to the good

It don't matter if she hood or she's hollywood... ohhhh!

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

What do you expect from me (uh huh, uh huh)

I know of those promises, of love & affection (come on, steady good ma)

There's something about you, that's got me going (uh huh, uh huh)

But is it worth not knowing if you're gonna be around (now, now)

Who the fuck is your daddy, and who your king girl

Are you unhappily married, don't see no wind girl

Soul sister, can't get ya ta hail witch-ya

At the players ball, Cinderella lost her Chanel slipper

Now that's flavor neighbor, shake what ya momma gave ya

Twist dick and move like Layla, call you maáana later

I love the misbehavior, no minor, miss ya major

No finer chick can ?flage-ya?

God bless the bitch who made ya

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I

Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me

Haha, yeah, yeah, the ladies love Big Johnsta

Yeah, get it right, don't get it fucked up

Big dick daddy, ride the big sick Caddy

All I need now is a chick with a big thick phattie

Now go back to doing whatchu was doin, when you was doin' it - gone

Gimme one reason, gimme one reason, gimme one reason

Gimme one reason, gimme one reason, tell me what comes next for me

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