Method Man, Chinky - 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? 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 mother
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 creeping on the come
Up, get it, got it, i'm gone
Now I got hun, riding 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 menage
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 and 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 ring girl
Soul sister, can't get ya to hell with ya
At the players ball
Cinderella lost her Chanel slipper
Now that's flavor neighbor
Shake what ya momma gave ya
Twist, stick and move like Layla
Call you mañana later
I love the misbehavior, no minor
Miss ya major no finer chick can fade ya
God bless the bitch that 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 John stud
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 fatty
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