(Oh)
Ginuwine, Funkmaster Flex
In your earhole, whoo
Drop a bomb to this, what?
Let's do this, listen
Saw her in the club
As she was about the finest thing I had ever seen
I was so addicted 'cause she was like a drug
And I was a fiend
I wanted to walk over
Imagining her body was calling me
I had to get with it and make it quick
I had to hit 'cause, baby girl, was a dream, I wanted to say
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?
Yo, second verse
Kept staring at her hoping that she would see
And maybe call me over
I was gifted but my confidence wouldn't let me
So I sat back and thought things over
(What I get?)
Got a bottle of the Cris
(Oh)
Got a bottle of the Mo
(Oh)
Now I'm looking like a Don Juan
So I know she gotta notice me
Over all the others
'Cause they be singing all the same songs
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?
Finally walked over to her
Told her she was the finest woman I had ever seen
She told me why'd I take so long
'Cause all night she was already peepin' me
She said she likes a man who knows what he wants
Never fronts and ain't scared to ask
She was down for whatever, so I took her to the floor, got together
And I tapped that ass, yeah
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little
Yo, Flex, take 'em there
Oh, oh, oh, oh
You know what I mean, Ginuwine, Funk Flex
Epic Records, shout to Pauly Anthony
Shout to Dave McPherson, 60 Minutes of Funk Volume Four
Baby, funk is back, nigga
Put your hands in the air
Could you handle it, oh, yeah?
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?
How would you like it if I touched a little
Felt a little, grabbed a little?
Could you handle if I licked a little
Taste a little, ate a little?