House of Pain - Reachin' Out lyrics
[House of Pain - Reachin' Out lyrics]
I say hey baby doll
You swing your shit like a wrecking ball
5 foot 11 inches tall
Dark brown eyes, caramel skin
I ain't seen you all my life, sugar
Where you been? Tell me, who's your friend
Cause this is my man
So won't you set it off between
Em love cause that's the plan
Hook your friend with my man
Come sit in my lap
I'll listen to you yap then i'll bust my rap
I'll size up your gap you size up my bone
It's thick and meaty like a hot calzone
Fresh out the oven with the all-night loving
I'll freak the styles you like but
Don't get from your husband
And when I call just tell em I'm your cousin
I got a dozen cousins just like you
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(all di nasty gal pickin up and
Nice enough in the scene)
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(Pamela, Madonna and the one named Maxine
Uh) reaching out to all princess and queens
(Joanna, Monique and the gal named Irene)
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(keep ya mind dutty but ya body clean)
And like the other jam
Let's keep the doors shut
Your nut to mine, I murder thrust with no cut
I've never been sucked from neck back to butt
Handcuffs and snuff as I watch you strut
To the window you lez
Out with your silhouette
Then you bend low, lift my crack to my chest
I defend my manhood and cold represent
I command my sex with the harmony tense
Mystery's designed to quake the dove stew
Destiny's blessin me when I arrive
D infects the C
You do me so slow I blaze your D
I nickname you lunar beam LSD
I be eyeing any queen who wish to see
If you can dissect me in my scientific scene
Sicko, baby I'm real
Redbone steel and Cherokee appeal
Hey shorty earth piece stop me dead
Had to cease in my tracks run up and ask
At any time in your life
Have you been blessed?
No need to second guess
You be banging like that dress
Hanging off your frame if it's all the same
Let me throw my game hit ya for your name
Plus your area code i might overload
But I won't explode, baby doll
Until you ready
My name ain't crazy legs, hon
But I can rock it steady
Blowing up the spot like J paul Getty
You swing your shit like a wrecking ball
5 foot 11 inches tall
Dark brown eyes, caramel skin
I ain't seen you all my life, sugar
Where you been? Tell me, who's your friend
Cause this is my man
So won't you set it off between
Em love cause that's the plan
Hook your friend with my man
Come sit in my lap
I'll listen to you yap then i'll bust my rap
I'll size up your gap you size up my bone
It's thick and meaty like a hot calzone
Fresh out the oven with the all-night loving
I'll freak the styles you like but
Don't get from your husband
And when I call just tell em I'm your cousin
I got a dozen cousins just like you
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(all di nasty gal pickin up and
Nice enough in the scene)
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(Pamela, Madonna and the one named Maxine
Uh) reaching out to all princess and queens
(Joanna, Monique and the gal named Irene)
Reaching out to all princess and queens
(keep ya mind dutty but ya body clean)
And like the other jam
Let's keep the doors shut
Your nut to mine, I murder thrust with no cut
I've never been sucked from neck back to butt
Handcuffs and snuff as I watch you strut
To the window you lez
Out with your silhouette
Then you bend low, lift my crack to my chest
I defend my manhood and cold represent
I command my sex with the harmony tense
Mystery's designed to quake the dove stew
Destiny's blessin me when I arrive
D infects the C
You do me so slow I blaze your D
I nickname you lunar beam LSD
I be eyeing any queen who wish to see
If you can dissect me in my scientific scene
Sicko, baby I'm real
Redbone steel and Cherokee appeal
Hey shorty earth piece stop me dead
Had to cease in my tracks run up and ask
At any time in your life
Have you been blessed?
No need to second guess
You be banging like that dress
Hanging off your frame if it's all the same
Let me throw my game hit ya for your name
Plus your area code i might overload
But I won't explode, baby doll
Until you ready
My name ain't crazy legs, hon
But I can rock it steady
Blowing up the spot like J paul Getty