? slick For all who need me Chorus Oh no she?s on (And there?s) no one quite like her to tune you out Oh no she?s on (And there?s) no one quite like
feelin? slick For all who need me Chorus Oh no she?s on (And there?s) no one quite like her to tune you out Oh no she?s on (And there?s) no one quite
on, come on I like it, like it. S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M S, S, S & M, M, M Who's that chick? who's that chick?
on the wall while the candles burnin' Messin' up the bed while you sweatin' out your perm and Making love faces, making love faces My hands rubbin' on your skin Let's
caged in i think her conscience is she watching that oxygen im watching E.S.P.N but when that show end She All On My Skin, Lotion, Slower Motion, Roller
own the bar And she's pushin' that all on me Conversation like, "Let's just leave" (Let's go, baby) Now don't hesitate, no To the crib right away She
mean the ones, I mean like she's the one Kiss her, touch her, squeeze her buns The girl's a freak, she drive a Jeep And live on the Beach I'm okay,
winter gets cold En vogue with your skin out, the city of sin is a pity on a whim Good girls gone bad, the cities filled with them Mommy took a bus trip, now she
She said I'm caged in, I think her conscious is She watching that Oxygen, I'm watching ESPN But when that show end, she all on my skin Lotion, slow
in it's eyes Makin' dirt pies, na, being buggy eyed shit And every other nigga that rap, sound like my shit I wear chrome 45's with ice on the grip
on, you, you, you, you see how we bubble y'all women Come on, dibble and dabble how we be lovin' y'all women, come on Let's get it on and let me hit
no marks on her body, she like to keep on the lights She put her legs on my shoulders And I long dick her like mmm, mmm, mmm Yeah, it's Mr. Savage Life
em's on it She have the range night, I'm in a benz mornin Bought plenty of ice for them shinin on your friends moments I'll give her anything she want
to leave her Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Who's that chick? Back on the dance floor, better
down But she's no longer around Left town with some fly guy She's on some island drinkin D'Acqueray's and Mai Thai's But she gave me the keys to the
mothers So mothers be good to your daughters too Ohh, you see that skin It's the same she's been standing in Since the day she saw him walking away Now she's
) If you fall on the concrete thats your asphalt If you pass on that Kane beat, thats your last thought Get what you ask for i swear thats your ass thought She
, ooh, but I had new visions, oh It's my time, man, and it's me you'll be missin', come on Ooh, what is this feeling, it's more than sexual healing Ooh
