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Candyman - Knockin' Boots lyrics
(Tone Loc) Attention all ladies The Candyman is on the prowl And for those that wanna get busy You gots to speak up now (Candyman) This rhyme, this time Is one of a kind, blowing yo mind Like only the Candyman can Like a heavyweight champion Knockin'em out, another bout without a doubt Once again you can scream and shout When I rock the bells Yell out my name This is what you've been missing Listen to my heart beat, while I'm whispering I know your suffering So sweet a Candyman sweet nothings Hugging and tugging and rubbing Loving it all, having a ball All ya'll girlies next to me Talking sex to me We can't do that yet, but I bet will chill (Candyman telling'em the truth) Will still end up knockin the boots (Chorus) Ooh boy I love you so Never ever ever gonna let you go Once I get my hands on you (Candyman) At each and every show, thers's this groupie Artis knows what she wants to do to me She knows my name, knows every rap routine But how she get in my limousine Don't act fool, don't drool I'm just a performer I was cool but the room got warmer Norma cornered me in Her and a friend named Llynn, then They checked me in to the Holiday Inn I didn't let'em win, said my pockets was thin She blew me a kiss I knew she wasn't new to this I didn't want to, but the devil made me do it To the tic-toc ya don't stop We knock boots till 6 o'clock, as we lay All night long And early in the morning she sang this song (Chorus) Ooh boy I love you so Never ever ever gonna let you go Once I get my hands on you Ooh boy I love you so Never ever ever gonna let you go I hope you feel the same way too (Girl I do) (Candyman) Tunnel of love is what I'm entering When I mention it, you're surrending Giving it up like a good girl has to Living it up Eventually you ask to stay You're gonna pay for this Just rest your breast on my chest, yes I'm impressed With the way you cold love me down I don't wanna sit down, I just wanna get down I'm on the ground, down on my knees Like James Brown singing Please, Please Round two, I'm down to Do, what it takes to make you Understand I'm the Candyman And I melt in your mouth, not in your hands Hard as rock, yes I'm no sucka The boots I knock make me one bad mutha (Unh Unh...giggling) *2 Knockin, while I'm a hip-hoppin Many people say my lyrics are shocking Just because of the simple subject Everyone should love this Cause everybody does it Whether they admit it or if they deny it You betta keep quite Or else you might have to see a few skeletons But girl thats irrevelent Break out the bottle of Vosties per Monte Pop off the top and rock wit my posse Fila Al, Big Dill, and D Fly We ask the questions, you give the reply MC Chip, Big Rob and Bud Rockin on the waterbed, knockin on the rugs I'm just playing, what I'm saying ain't ill Girl you should know I'm real (Unh Unh..giggling) *2 |
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