Wax - Do You Think lyrics

Had to write something for the females, man
'Cause you know how they be affectin' you
You walk up to 'em and you're so
Flabbergasted by their appearance
And when you finally get the
Courage to talk to 'em
You say some childish shit
Some shit like this,  check it

Do you think it'd be okay
For me to be your man? Baby, baby
And do you think it would be okay
For me to hold your hand? Ow

Check it out, girl
Ayo, what did your parents feed you as a kid
To have you turn out as beautiful as you did?
Fresh strawberries all in your crib
More than Similac
Tell your parents take notes so
We can remember that
You got a smile so bright that it smolders
And transmit's beauty through eyes
Of all beholders
You au naturel, actual, no fake shit
Type of girl you take to the
Carnival and eat funnel cakes wit'
I wanna take you on a paddle boat
You got me reminiscin' of back
When I was passin' notes
You turn a grown man to a sixth grader
This is what you'd read on that
Little piece of ripped paper

Do you think it'd be okay (Uh)
For me to be your man? (Yes or no?)
Baby, baby
(Big Wax with the professional flow, come on)
And do you think it would be okay
For me to hold your hand?
(For me to hold your hand) ow

Ayo, ayo i bet your sweat tastes like
It got sugar in it
I bet your nose ain't never
Had a booger in it
I bet you've never had a pimple on your face
And your shit probably smells
Like that Cinnabon place, chica
You got me weaker than SWV's knees
You're the bee's knees
Honey, please, grab your keys
It's too loud, let's break out of this bar
And hit the parking lot and
Make out in my car
I'm tryna get a free sample
Of them cute pink lips
Ponder that over your last few drink sips
I don't mean to be upfront
I'm just makin' suggestions
It ain't rocket science, girl
These are very simple questions

Do you think it'd be okay
For me to be your man?
(Shibbidy-bee-bop, scooby doo) baby, baby
(Baby girl, I'm tryna party with you
Come on) and do you think it would be okay
For me to hold your hand? Ow

Yo, you ain't the type of chick I
Just wanna get it on with
You the type of chick I
Wanna cook a breakfast omelette
Then make you grilled cheesy
Kinda like this song get
'Cause usually I'm spittin' that raw shit
But for you, I've lost it
You make my knees buckle
And I can see the freak in
You beneath of that sweet chuckle
'Cause when the time comes you'll
Be acting like a slut
Tellin' me to pull your hair and
Smack you on the butt
And I'ma do it real fast, no questions asked
Whatever the task
That feminine adrenaline blast is gonna come
I got the future on the brain
I wanna marry you, by the way
What's your name?

Do you think it'd be okay
For me to be your man? (Tryna ask polite)
Baby, baby ('Cause, I've been starin' at
That ass all night)
And do you think it would be okay
For me to hold your hand? Ow

Yo, I know you seen this on the video (True)
But probably never on the radio (True)
Girl, I wanna feel your titties though
I'm thinkin' you could have my baby, yo, yo
You know you seen this on the video (True)
You need to play this on the radio (True)
But girl, I need to feel your titties though
I'm thinkin' you could have my baby, yo