Simmer Down

Simmer down, lemme nurture the backside, it's so important to me She do me many sexual favours, I fell in love with the cake Don't ya know I'm a five star young fella, young fella, young fella, young fella? (Ooh) Hit the floor and get funky, funky, funky, funky (hit the floor) I never need no fundin', fundin', fundin', fundin' (never need that) I get cash in abundance, I got cash in abundance (cash flow) Ah-ah, big mula mantra (big mula, baby) Everybody callin' me friend now, sorry friend you're a chancer Soon as I win they call me, women they on me (brrp-brrp) But they just gon' betray me, so fuckin' get off me (get off) Ah-ah, I dicked her down, she want seconds (ooh) Sorry love, I been meanin' to tell ya, ya fell in love with a menace Call me number on any occasion, we can make an arrangement Baby girl, you're the one that I need, I been waitin' for ages Hands up and c'mon get wit' it, get wit' it, get wit' it Pump the brakes, I'm not finished, I'll bring ya home in a minute Shake the hips and the back door, shake the hips and the back door Any more lip and you've got to go, go, go, go Hands up and c'mon get wit' it, get wit' it, get wit' it Pump the brakes, I'm not finished, I'll bring ya home in a minute Shake the hips and the back door, shake the hips and the back door Any more lip and you've got to go, go, go, go Simmer down, lemme nurture the backside, it's so important to me She do me many sexual favours I fell in love with the disco-disco, unts-unts, disco-disco I fell in love with the disco-disco, unts-unts, hit the floor, get funky, flick that Pump it, hand full of bumbles, I got the party jumpin', enter the place and pump it Hit the floor and get funky, disco-disco-disco-disco (giddy up) I forgot her name, but big fake rack is the number she saved under Looks good with her makeup on, ya don't wanna see her with her makeup off Oh baby, that MUA's workin' miracles Baby, meet me on the dance floor, ain't got no time for no slumber She called me every name under the sun except for babe and daddy I don't wan' end up a baby daddy, dunno 'bout you, I'm a hustler, hustler (You in the lobby) she took it back to the hotel There ain't no way I can go to bed with you, you got no funds for that I get paid for that, male jigalo, no shame in that Money packed up in a paper bag, okay Lemme see, ya can't leave until I count my stack, hands up and c'mon get wit' it From the front, to the front, to the back, from the front, to the front, to the back From the front, to the front, to the back, from the front, to the front, to the back From the front, to the front, to the back (back, back, back, back, back, back, back) Hands up and c'mon get wit' it, get wit' it, get wit' it Pump the brakes, I'm not finished, I'll bring ya home in a minute Shake the hips and the back door, shake the hips and the back door Any more lip and you've got to go, go, go, go