Créditos

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Slum Village
Slum Village
Performer
Baatin
Baatin
Vocals
J Dilla
J Dilla
Vocals
T3
T3
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
James Dewitt Yancey
James Dewitt Yancey
Songwriter
T. Glover
T. Glover
Songwriter
R.L. Altman III
R.L. Altman III
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
J Dilla
J Dilla
Producer
Todd Fairall
Todd Fairall
Mixing Engineer

Letra

[Verse 1]
Every time, you try to do what you can
To get the ass**** is part of the plan
You settin' it up (Uh-huh), you wantin' and stuff (That's right)
You do it for the love, who you bucklin' up?
McNicholas mofo ready to ****
The ass is genuine, you envision the grind
She's already with it, you ain't spend a dime
See, now, I'm goin' for mine
Plus, to tell the truth, y'all, it's been a long time
This chick got me settin' up the ambiance
If you ask me, yo, it's time to get down
I turn up the music, it's bass in my sound
Quick dash to the bathroom, cologne me down
Now, it's time to react
Back on the scene, that's McNicholas mack
Tell her the place to be is the place where she's at
She's feelin' relaxed, my hands on that ****
I'm feelin' up this chick, I'm feelin' up her flapjacks
She got a page from her girl, she said let me call Shané back
Shané said she had to leave the kids back at the flat
So she just pull off the groove, had to go, and that's wack
[Chorus]
Yo, check it out, yo, follow
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens (Come on)
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio
[Verse 2]
You shouldn't've gave me your heart in the first place
You should have put up your guard since the first date
I know that it's hard, but it's not the worst case
I told you straight from the starts that I was thirst-ay
For more than just one or two
Shit, two or three could do much more than just one could do
Listen, it's good for your health
'Cause yo, I ain't the one to repeat myself
Repeat myself, repeat myself, repeat myself
Ayy, girl, why you player-hatin'? (Repeat myself)
I knew it was the reason for the separation
Your girl said you told her that I was a super ****
See, I ain't even know that you could stoop so low
You ain't ****, what the fuck you over here for?
What? Your girl, she in the room, what? There's the door
I'll tell her that you came and that you said hello, word up
[Chorus]
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens (Come on)
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio
[Verse 3]
I wonder what happened to my ****, cock-blocked (Blocked)
I hate to see a young akh put up in the box (Box)
He became a dread (Dread), 'cause he had a lock (Lock)
On the flock in the place (Place), all on my jock (Jock)
'Cause I had grace (Grace)
Talk carte blanche, he could have many women
Upon them, never ever release your semen
Upon them is a materialized demon
Illustrious succubus, do not trust
They see you when you comin', she know you wanna bust (Bust)
Now she got you sippin' on the clitoris (Juice)
Some of them juices is poisonous (True)
Should've took notes when the master spoke
Places in the pussy you could provoke
You got what you want (Want)
Your soul is ghost, ghost, ghost, ghost (Come on, come on)
[Chorus]
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens (Come on)
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens (Come on)
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens (Come on)
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Fellatio interference, promiscuous homo sapiens
Written by: James Dewitt Yancey, R.L. Altman III, T. Glover
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