Heavy D, The Boyz, Pete Rock - Sex Wit You lyrics
Pete Rock [Peter Phillips] The Bronx, NY, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Heavy D, The Boyz, Pete Rock - Sex Wit You lyrics]
It ain't all about sex wit you
Cause all I wanna do is get next to you
I love the way you swing
And the things you do
So what I gotta do, to get next to you?
Yo here's the scoop, I think of you
And I wanna get with cha
My crew said I couldn't
But I knew that I could get ya
From the first time I laid my eyes on ya
It was on and ah
I figured out that other girls were goners
About the way you make me feel
I'm kinda diggin it
I hope it don't take long for you
And I to start swingin it
And everything'll be dandy
Momma gave you her last name
But I'ma call you Candy, because it's handy
Represent your bittersweetness
Your uniqueness
You're everything that I need and I mean this
And for the love of it all, I'ma shine
I couldn't sing it in a song
So I wrote it in a rhyme i gotta check ya
Do what I gotta do to get ya
I'm glad I met ya, heck I'll even sweat ya
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
I know a lotta brothers' crack for the back
Makin pitches swingin hit and misses
Leavin you with dirty dishes
I ain't ya regular, I'm tellin ya
I'm hella fella
I ain't ya normal +Quiet Storm+
Strictly accapella
I'm tryna hook witcha, write a book witcha
I heard ya made moves
I want what ya took witcha
You're the kind of girl that makes me grin
And If Loving You is Wrong
Then I'm ready to sin
I know you're down from the clown
That you was dealin with
Now, you caught him creepin
Met a girl that he was sleepin with
Now you believe in the taboo
From evil that men do
And all you thinkin now
They don't deserve you
You kinda fuss, got this gust in ya attitude
But all you need is a
Dude to show you gratitude
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh?)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (I gotta do)
To get next to you? (yeah)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (Yo)
To get next to you? (hit it)
Now I could make ya grin again
Smile and wanna win again
Snug and hug ya like a glove
Show you how to love again
Everybody ain't the same
Every dame ain't a gain
I'm all the man you need
To make ya life change
You got style about ya
They all talk about ya
You're all I like with the sexy
Type of hawk about ya
You're the girl that what a mill-ion dream
Walk inside the club and be robbin the scene
Got the nerve to be lookin
All good and delicious
Enough to make a dead man suspicious
You cause drama when you walk the streets
Mama when you speak, the whole block
Stops, because you're hot, mama
And everybody wants a woman like you
So what's a brother like me to
Do? Dig and I'm into you
Won't even let me flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
Cause all I wanna do is get next to you
I love the way you swing
And the things you do
So what I gotta do, to get next to you?
Yo here's the scoop, I think of you
And I wanna get with cha
My crew said I couldn't
But I knew that I could get ya
From the first time I laid my eyes on ya
It was on and ah
I figured out that other girls were goners
About the way you make me feel
I'm kinda diggin it
I hope it don't take long for you
And I to start swingin it
And everything'll be dandy
Momma gave you her last name
But I'ma call you Candy, because it's handy
Represent your bittersweetness
Your uniqueness
You're everything that I need and I mean this
And for the love of it all, I'ma shine
I couldn't sing it in a song
So I wrote it in a rhyme i gotta check ya
Do what I gotta do to get ya
I'm glad I met ya, heck I'll even sweat ya
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
I know a lotta brothers' crack for the back
Makin pitches swingin hit and misses
Leavin you with dirty dishes
I ain't ya regular, I'm tellin ya
I'm hella fella
I ain't ya normal +Quiet Storm+
Strictly accapella
I'm tryna hook witcha, write a book witcha
I heard ya made moves
I want what ya took witcha
You're the kind of girl that makes me grin
And If Loving You is Wrong
Then I'm ready to sin
I know you're down from the clown
That you was dealin with
Now, you caught him creepin
Met a girl that he was sleepin with
Now you believe in the taboo
From evil that men do
And all you thinkin now
They don't deserve you
You kinda fuss, got this gust in ya attitude
But all you need is a
Dude to show you gratitude
Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh?)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (I gotta do)
To get next to you? (yeah)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh)
What I gotta do? What I gotta do (Yo)
To get next to you? (hit it)
Now I could make ya grin again
Smile and wanna win again
Snug and hug ya like a glove
Show you how to love again
Everybody ain't the same
Every dame ain't a gain
I'm all the man you need
To make ya life change
You got style about ya
They all talk about ya
You're all I like with the sexy
Type of hawk about ya
You're the girl that what a mill-ion dream
Walk inside the club and be robbin the scene
Got the nerve to be lookin
All good and delicious
Enough to make a dead man suspicious
You cause drama when you walk the streets
Mama when you speak, the whole block
Stops, because you're hot, mama
And everybody wants a woman like you
So what's a brother like me to
Do? Dig and I'm into you
Won't even let me flex witchu
So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?