Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tease, artist - Method Man.
Date of issue: 31.12.2003
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Tease |
Uh huh… no ID |
It’s another one right here… I love women |
Know why (why nigga?)… cause they love me back |
Come on, come on, come on, come on, (come on) yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
Come on, come on, come on, come on, yeah, yeah, yo. |
yo, yo Now that I got you in the mood, it’s way past time ya shook dude |
Cause I’m the best thing since cooked food |
Holler at your frog, I’ll be at the lily pad near the log |
And let me drop it off in them drawers |
Baby doll, hood? |
bookers? |
with sugar walls |
That talk back to ya like, nigga you shoulda called |
Word, the kid got a thing for big curves |
Might find him down on Sesame Street with big birds |
Big pimpin', all dames is all game |
So fine with her beautiful mind, she all brain |
A head docter, get it poppin’like Reddenbacher |
Chicks call me gravel pit dick, the bed rocker |
Big John Studda, motherfuck who fuck mudda |
Gots you covered like Magnum XL rubber |
Easy does ya, but we never love her |
Ya down for the get down girls, go work at Dubya’s. |
ohhhh! |
Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next |
for me Hey ladies. |
oh baby, ya all crazy |
And freaks for some grade A meat, it’s all gravy |
From sun down to sun up, I stay on the bone |
Like I’m creepin’on the come up, like |
Now I got hun, ridin’shotgun |
Windows halfway down, cause she a hot one |
Love it when them chicks pop shit, and pop gum |
My team cuttin’but we ain’t cuppin', finger fuckin’everything cluckin' |
Baby I’m frostbitten iceberg slim into black women |
When Three’s Company ask pigeon who Jack trippin' |
Man listen, money slippin, it’s honey dippin' |
And if she come up missin', don’t worry she went pimpin' |
Ya gotta be, down with the cause before ya come |
Down with the drawers, how many of y’all down with m (c)nage |
Let’s make this understood, if it’s 3 am and all to the good |
It don’t matter if she hood or she’s hollywood… ohhhh! |
Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next |
for me What do you expect from me (uh huh, uh huh) |
I know of those promises, of love &affection (come on, steady good ma) |
There’s something about you, that’s got me going (uh huh, uh huh) |
But is it worth not knowing if you’re gonna be around (now, now) |
Who the fuck is your daddy, and who your king girl |
Are you unhappily married, don’t see no wind girl |
Soul sister, can’t get ya ta hail witch-ya |
At the players ball, Cinderella lost her Chanel slipper |
Now that’s flavor neighbor, shake what ya momma gave ya Twist dick and move like Layla, call you maЎana later |
I love the misbehavior, no minor, miss ya major |
No finer chick can? |
flage-ya? |
God bless the bitch who made ya Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for me, tell me what comes next for me Give me one reason to stop teasin', cause I Know you got good sex for |
me, tell me what comes next for me Haha, yeah, yeah, the ladies love Big Johnsta |
Yeah, get it right, don’t get it fucked up Big dick daddy, ride the big sick Caddy |
All I need now is a chick with a big thick phattie |
Now go back to doing whatchu was doin, when you was doin’it — gone |
Gimme one reason, gimme one reason, gimme one reason |
Gimme one reason, gimme one reason, tell me what comes next for me |