Pete Rock, C.L. Smooth, Grand Puba - Skinz lyrics

Uhh ahh yeah
What we talkin' bout? Talkin' 'bout the skinz
Skinz? yeah the skinz, you know, girls
Fine women skinz, listen listen to my man

I hear it callin' never stallin' hit
The skinz bed or shelter
Love to tap her on the
Shoulder, roll her over, then I belt her
Leave a bite when the joint is tight
Lovely when it's loose
Produce the proper juice
Plus I never hump a deuce
Give me the head on the waterbed
Play you like a Pro Ked
Slide the flavors on the sled
Listen to what he said
Come and lie on the bearskin
Notice how the firm make him grin
Cover the checks and then I go cash em in
Hold the zipper, unlock


And grab the whole bag of treats
Hear the hooker slam the butcher with
The biggest stack of meats
Take two hands to hold it
Flip it out and unroll it
If you spot a brother larger then
The next man stole it oochie coo now
You know the Mecca wanna bang bang
Beggin' a pardon as I knock
A new skinz stank thing
CL, kickin' flavor with the Grand Puba
Speakin' on the wins
I'm about to hit the skinz

Talkin 'bout the skinz the skinz
That's right, talkin' bout the skinz baby
No disrespect
Just talkin' bout an everyday thing c'mon

Nowadays I'm on some extra be careful (shit)
I take precaution
Before I slide up in the slit
Man (fuck) that I put aluminum foil on my (dick)
'Cause if you catch it, boy that
(shit) 'll kill you quick
Better yet, you can pass me a Ziploc
A bag of boom, and a 40 then some boot knock
I get stiff and it's
Hard like Charles Bronson it's kinda
(fucked) up what happened to Magic Johnson
But anyway, you know the resume
Time to drop the Girbauds and parlay, HEY
I rock the world of a big batty girl
Won't hit the skinz if she gotta jheri curl
'Cause when I jump into my thing
I make the bed spring sing
And you can ask my old fling
Who's the bedroom king? Hit the skinz hard
She'll hang on to the bedpost
Then I drop my load
Then get up and make some french toast
Run and get the paper and
It won't be the Post
After that you know the flavor I'm ghost!

That's right, be out hit it off on the skinz
C'mon, with the funky flavors
Uhh, gonna hit this off right quick

Hit the skinz they're forever wins
Cozy like my Timbs and brims
But never heard a bigger limb around the rim
Set to hurdle when I pop a girdle
Sum it up surgical
Lay down the pubic and the stuff won't curdle
I got the remedy for competition of any
Sleepin' with the enemy who never
Got a pretty penny skinz I'm with
Check the lower lipped pal of mine
Now you know the Pete Rock
Skinz all the time

Oh Pete Rock, raw as I ever been
Give me room so I can speak about the skinz
Take a tidbit, but God
(damn it) can you dig it
Sisters play me close and they
Want my beeper digit's
'Cause I love em undercover
The Chocolate Boy Wonder
Break like an earthquake
Boomin' like thunder
'Til the honey dip the blouse
Slip in the house
Sip the Stout, rip the boots, and I'm out

Like the Isley's, apply these
In-Between the Sheets
Follow yes another trail as if
I had on cleats
Rip my way through a negligee
Park it like a valet
Sure it's OK, just met the skinz yesterday
Tap the baggy drawers, lay the laws
Lovely puff it up
For the ride, honey buckle up
Smearin' all your makeup
CL can wreck it well a bombshell finishin'
So get the tunnel vision on
How I hit the skinz

How I hit the skinz, uhh it's fat, yes
As you know I like to flow don't try to show
Because I'm, the accurate man
Everybody knows it peace to all stealers
Of the Mount Vernon young poets and players
New Rochelle, the Bronx