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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Keith Sweat
Keith Sweat
Lead Vocals
Donald Parks
Donald Parks
Programming
John Howcott
John Howcott
Keyboards
Lil Bud
Lil Bud
Rap
Pretty Russ
Pretty Russ
Rap
Tizone
Tizone
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Keith Sweat
Keith Sweat
Songwriter
Donald Parks
Donald Parks
Songwriter
Emanuel Officer
Emanuel Officer
Songwriter
John Howcott
John Howcott
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Keith Sweat
Keith Sweat
Executive Producer
Emanuel Officer
Emanuel Officer
Producer
John Howcott
John Howcott
Producer
Neal Pogue
Neal Pogue
Additional Engineer
J. Bernanski Wall
J. Bernanski Wall
Assistant Engineer
Karl Heibron
Karl Heibron
Engineer
Herb "Pump" Powers, Jr.
Herb "Pump" Powers, Jr.
Mastering Engineer
Alex Nesmith
Alex Nesmith
Mixing Engineer
HOP Productions
HOP Productions
Producer

Lyrics

C'mon [5x] {Noooooobody} (You wanna do this again?) Uh huh, Uh Huh (You sure?) Uh huh, Uh huh Keep it right there, yeah [Verse 1: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)] A lime to a lemon, a lemon to a lime C'mon baby, you gotta gimme mine Whatever I do, I'm garaunteed to shine I wanna see if your pony is genuine (Better ride it right, Hi-ho silver to the early light {early light baby} Slow it down a bit, get your face all yet drown in it) No doubt, the opposite of '96 (You turn me on sugar lick your lips) Girlfriend, keep it right there, face down with your hands in the air (Yeeaaahhh!) Watch my rocks What's my M-O? (Always hot) As for my flow? (It don't stop) Am I good to go? (Not my loss) [Hook: Keith Sweat] Nobody can freak me like you Nobody can freak me like you Nobody can freak me like you Nobody can freak me like you [Verse 2: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)] Kitty kat ain't nothin' but skin and bones You could flip it, lick it, or leave it alone You could grip, trick it, to each his own (I'll make your manhood shine like chrome) What?, you could work me out (I told you my ex-man turned me out, held me till I melt it down) Pound for pound I could freal 'em out Lover zone (Unplug the phone) You were out when ya mom and I home (Stop, I'll shut you down, round and round, round and round) Work it out now, c'mon, here's your reward All aboard! Word up, you can't get up, I'll leave your black cherry all split up, uh [Hook] [Verse 3: LL Cool J, (LeShaun)] (Ooh all that drama sound real good, love to ride you) Wish you would (Yeah, but you won't call me back, Man can't take it when it's squeezed like that I bite back, re-mat, strike that, a real live player won't do me like that) True, what if I strip for you, dance on the bed while you under my leg Would you suck your fingers, start to beg, or would you crawl like a tiger And give me some head Either way you can have it your way (Four play all day) A.K.A. John Mickens, so I won't be trickin' (We doin it, and doin' it, and doin' it well But you ain't gettin' shit till I hear weddin' bells) [Hook (2x)]
Writer(s): Keith D. Sweat, Donald K. Parks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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