Well, talk to me Whisper in my ear Be quiet Don't let anyone else hear (x2-all)
Chorus: Don't you think they want me for it? Can't you see they arrested me for it? I just hope they don't need me for it Birds and bees will soon be falling now We found out We found out We found out
Wrong direction Silly alien Made a promise To a young man (x2-all)
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We all love We are not proud of that We all wish we had a silly hat (x2-all)
Chorus without we found out.
Johnny and Clyde will dance with me for it Sarah and Eileen would kiss me for it Sue and Joanne will kill me for it Richard and Larry will pay a lot for it Malcolm and Alan might have drugged me for it Mum and Dad will love me for it
Keith Sweat F/ Mya, Busta Rhymes, Rah Digga Miscellaneous Things [Busta] Keith Sweat, Busta Rhymes Ridin' with the Flipmode On fire now! I love to stand up in corners With thugs, holdin' it down Or be in golf courses Sippin' on somethin' poly and contract Love to floss heavy with shine for that ass I love to hit and drop bombs right on top of that ass Wassup I like to watch my whole crew break bread We thug marraige, select chicks Give me this head ??, stack for my crew Not whips, it's just some of the wild shit That I be lovin' to do Wassup
[Keith] Girl it's gettin' 'round Heard you wanna get down Find out for yourself How I really put it down And maybe since you're curious Take a ride and find out what I do to make you fall Deep in love It's the things I do
Chorus [Keith] The things I do, girl Diamonds, I wear, dubs Bentley, I drive And the things I do When we're makin' love (Repeat)
[Keith] One night Is all I need to make you see Two nights Why don't you come home with me And I'll give you everything your body needs Mya, Mya, Mya, Mya I want you to see
Bridge [Mya] Lemme get my handcuffs Baby put your hands up Lemme get my blindfold Gotta keep your eyes closed We got all night Comin' three or four times So many things I wanna do
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[Rah Digga] Yeah, I like to keep heads guessin' Give 'em a test and Blow they whole mind if I find 'em interestin' Best in the business Lyrics came as a blessin' Why you be on the block Tryna guess who I'm sexin' Cool type of mami like Thug Castradami Take a few years to get near the punani Now, see me with a apple or vanilla Martini While I get the biggest kicks Outta chicks tryna be me
[Keith] (So many things) so many things, so many things (So many things) so many things, oh yes we are (So many things) so many things, so many things (So many things) so many things, so many things