Testo Knockin' Boots - Candyman
Testo della canzone Knockin' Boots (Candyman), tratta dall'album '80s & '90s Love - Power Ballads, Slow Jams & Love Songs
Attention all ladies
The Candyman is on the prowl
And for those that wanna get busy
You gots to speak up now
This rhyme, this time is one of a kind
Blowing your mind like only the Candyman can
Like a heavyweight champion
Knocking '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 heartbeat while I'm whispering
I know you're suffering
So sweet a Candyman sweet nothings
Hugging and tugging and rubbing
Loving it all, having a ball
All y'all girlies next to me, talking sex to me
We can't do that yet, but I bet we'll chill
Candyman, tell 'em the truth
We'll still end up knocking the boots
Ooh boy I love you so
Never ever ever gonna let you go
Once I get my hands on you
At each and every show there's this groupie
Artis knows what she wants to do to me
She knows my name, knows every rap routine
But how'd she get in my limousine?
Don't act a 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 Lynn
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 tick-tock ya don't stop
We knock boots 'til six o'clock
As we lay all night long
And early in the morning she sang this song
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
Tunnel of love is what I'm entering
When I mention it you're surrendering
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 hand
Hard as a rock, yes I'm no sucker
The boots I knock make me one bad motherfucker
Knocking while I'm hip-hopping
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 better keep quiet
Or else you might have to see a few skeletons
But girl that's irrelevant
Break out the bottle of Asti Spumante
Pop off the top and rock with my posse
Fila Al, Big Bill, and T-Fly
We ask the questions, you give the reply
MC Chip, Big Rob, and Bud
Rocking on the waterbed, knocking on the rug
I'm just playing, what I'm saying ain't ill
Girl you should know I'm real
Credits
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, W. Clarke, B. Wright, John B.. Iii Shaffer
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