Pharoahe Monch, Mela Machinko - Bar Tap lyrics
[Pharoahe Monch, Mela Machinko - Bar Tap lyrics]
They don't dig the urgency
Okay, so boom, like
I'm at the bar, right, I'm
At the club, right, i'm chillin' at the bar
I got my drink, you know
I drink my Grey Goose
So I turn around with my drink in my hand
Shorty all over me, you know what I'm sayin?
Everybody lookin at my face, like, "Yo
What you gonna do?" you know what I'm sayin?
So I'm like, alright, I'm lookin'
At her, I'm like, i'm like
Wooo! Let me adjust myself
She making it hard, I don't trust myself
But, you throwin' it back
I might bust right here
You dancing like you're really
Tryna fuck right here
If you don't feel that roll of quarters
Move that bubble back whole at border
And if you turn around and bend
I will show you one more gun
"Goddamn, what are those
Two midgets in her back pocket?"
She said, "Who you know
How you get a 9 in the club?"
I said, "That's not a nine, ma
That's merely an eight
But, if I buy you drink
Could we go out on a date?
'Cause you sound like you wasn't
Born inside the Empire State"
She said, "I'm not from here
It's hot in here
But, you're popular, so I'm not secure"
Everywhere she was walking
Dudes was stoppin' her
The smoke was irritating to her ocular
I said, "Your contacts" she said, "Huh?"
"Give me your contact"
"I'm going to the bathroom
Can you buy me a cognac?" "Okay, okay"
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, show some secret thangs to you
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, all the things you want me to
I got you Hennessy and Coke
But should've got a Diet
'Cause if you watching your calories, now
Where's my hospitality?
And if I got it straight shit
What if it's straight?
'Cause after a couple of those
You start to relate
She dancin' better than savion
Workin' her lady charm
Battin' her eyelashes, finaglin' her baby arm
And all up in my space
Next day, I'm on her MySpace top eight
We contemplating a hot date
Got poolside flicks for the cool fly blogs
With the rules I kicked
About the yuletide logs
And she like low-cut jeans with
The real high clogs
And dig music so much, she got two iPods
I'm tryna make it to third base like A-Rod
Threw a couple of Guinness stout
Back just to stay
So, qu'est-ce que c'est? Now let's just say
I'm tryna get horizontal like yesterday
She say
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, show some secret thangs to you
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, all the things you want me to
All the things you want me to
Okay, so boom, like
I'm at the bar, right, I'm
At the club, right, i'm chillin' at the bar
I got my drink, you know
I drink my Grey Goose
So I turn around with my drink in my hand
Shorty all over me, you know what I'm sayin?
Everybody lookin at my face, like, "Yo
What you gonna do?" you know what I'm sayin?
So I'm like, alright, I'm lookin'
At her, I'm like, i'm like
Wooo! Let me adjust myself
She making it hard, I don't trust myself
But, you throwin' it back
I might bust right here
You dancing like you're really
Tryna fuck right here
If you don't feel that roll of quarters
Move that bubble back whole at border
And if you turn around and bend
I will show you one more gun
"Goddamn, what are those
Two midgets in her back pocket?"
She said, "Who you know
How you get a 9 in the club?"
I said, "That's not a nine, ma
That's merely an eight
But, if I buy you drink
Could we go out on a date?
'Cause you sound like you wasn't
Born inside the Empire State"
She said, "I'm not from here
It's hot in here
But, you're popular, so I'm not secure"
Everywhere she was walking
Dudes was stoppin' her
The smoke was irritating to her ocular
I said, "Your contacts" she said, "Huh?"
"Give me your contact"
"I'm going to the bathroom
Can you buy me a cognac?" "Okay, okay"
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, show some secret thangs to you
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, all the things you want me to
I got you Hennessy and Coke
But should've got a Diet
'Cause if you watching your calories, now
Where's my hospitality?
And if I got it straight shit
What if it's straight?
'Cause after a couple of those
You start to relate
She dancin' better than savion
Workin' her lady charm
Battin' her eyelashes, finaglin' her baby arm
And all up in my space
Next day, I'm on her MySpace top eight
We contemplating a hot date
Got poolside flicks for the cool fly blogs
With the rules I kicked
About the yuletide logs
And she like low-cut jeans with
The real high clogs
And dig music so much, she got two iPods
I'm tryna make it to third base like A-Rod
Threw a couple of Guinness stout
Back just to stay
So, qu'est-ce que c'est? Now let's just say
I'm tryna get horizontal like yesterday
She say
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, show some secret thangs to you
Ooh, ooh, you're sexy (Sexy)
Baby, won't you let me? (Let me)
Baby, ooh, all the things you want me to
All the things you want me to