B-boy, where the f-- you at
  I've been looking for your ass since a quarter past
  Hot peas and butter, baby, come and get your supper
  Before I make you suffer, that's when you had enough'o
  Can I get hot when you hit the jack pot
  Surely I can if you're the man
  I get luscio' n' produce lots of amounts of juice
  Can you get used to that or do you need a boost
  Of energy to enter me and get it on
  You're getting warm
  I can feel you getting closer
  Now baby down, that's my mosser
  You better believe
  It's time to get the toast of the woman of the decade
  Too bad to be played, get vexing
  I'm bound to throw shades all over your body
  Whose body, your body
  I can rock a party like nobody
  Leave in time and take home the loot
  Choosy about who I let knock my boot
  Now let me take a sight to your love in a light
  Life ain't all that 'nless you're doing it right
  
  1-Keep on keep-keepin' on
  Cause you came and you changed my world
  Your love's so brand new
  Keep on keep-keepin' on
  Doing it right right right
  
  Beware of the stare when I step in the piece
  I'm coming peace, but I got shit in need to be released
  Now who from the chosen shall I choose
  Yeah, now you wish you was in his shoes
  I found me a new nigger this year
  that knows how to handle this here
  Now I look forward to going home at night
  Brother does me right under the candlelight
  Racks upon my back, can I handle all of that
  Oh yes, I can, can I, why not
  if I wanna, yes I can can
  More honey than a Bumble bee-hop
  Pulling sixty nine ways out my o-cop
  Sweet like liqour and sugar from my burger
  Juicy like Hassey or Vernassee
  I got the shit to make your ass right at back, check
  Cause like I said I ain't afraid of the sweat
  Beat on my drum if you feel the need to
  As I proceed to open up and feed you
  I got along and I put you way you wanna be
  ven aqui and I get rid of all company
  (repeat 1)
  
  Many have tried to strict regulations
  lazy motherf-- get put on probation
  Those that didn't perform well, they gets no ends
  when they ringa-ring my bell
  You're playing with my time
  Trying to jerk me, hurt me then desert me
  You better work me while you got the opportunity
  To be in the mist of the L-Y-T-E
  Only the strong survive, only the wise excel
  Went sad bummer born in hell
  Only the lonely die slowly
  Left all alone trying to control me
  Eazy-duz-it never asked how was it
  Never speak my info of my sheet in the street
  Cause that ain't cool and that ain't cute
  To talk about who knocked a boot on a video shoot
  But it's all good though
  You gotta get it when you're born inside
  You pray, make your moving
  Hype up on it, it's natural
  Never be ashamed, f-- the fame
  get the name and kick the game
  (rpt 1, 1, 1..)