Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Upclose & Personal , by - PackFM. Song from the album whutduzFMstand4? Instrumentals, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.09.2006
Record label: QN5
Song language: English
Upclose & Personal |
| I must confess, you’re the flyest I ever seen no contest |
| Don’t worry 'bout me, I’m harmless |
| I just — wanted to let you know I’m feelin' you to the utmost |
| How 'bout we get personal and upclose? |
| I don’t give a fuck about your sign, I’m not an astrologist |
| Your body’s off the meter, I’m the leader — you need to follow this |
| You’re divine, stay on my mind, like a neurologist |
| Playin' doctor’s for little kids, let’s play gynecologist |
| You need some TLC, and I’m trynna creep wit' you |
| I lost my teddy bear, so baby doll, can I sleep wit you? |
| Fuck me if I’m wrong, but isn’t your name Heather? |
| I could’ve sworn that you and I went to different schools together |
| If my name sounds familiar, you should fuck what you heard |
| The word of the day is legs, let’s go back and spread the word |
| My name’s PackFM, you could call me tomorrow |
| I lost my phone number, do you have one I could borrow? |
| Do you spit, or swallow? |
| What? |
| You don’t like my tactics? |
| Let’s get married and have kids |
| If not — we could practice |
| It’s a shame that I have to mess your hair and smudge your makeup |
| But if you are what you eat, I hope I’m you when I wake up |
| Don’t raise ya stakes up, follow your heart, take a chance |
| Is that a mirror in your pocket? |
| Cuz I could see myself in your pants |
| Can we do this romance? |
| If you ain’t know what FM stands for, that means you’re Feelin' Me wit no hands. |
| Is this your friend? |
| Whooo! |
| That’s what they say when you walk by |
| You thought I was the type who ain’t about nuthin? |
| Girl, a tear fell when I spotted that onion |
| First thing on my mind was goin' half on a youngin' |
| And we could make some beautiful babies and all that |
| Own our own crib, picket fence, and «Welcome» doormat |
| But I’ll hold that till later, I have yet to introduce myself |
| I’m yours, better known as Stan, a gentleman as you could tell |
| Not trynna gas ya (Riight), just build for a sec or two |
| And explore your mind long before I have sex wit' you (Uh-huh, is that right?) |
| Yeah, the thought crossed my mind, no doubt |
| I got the kinda lovin that’ll make you sweat your locks out |
| Don’t look at me as if I got no class like a dropout |
| Pardon a brotha’s French but Goddamn, you’re a knockout |
| Not even a Stan that hates enough (???) for me to recover |
| Seein' heaven face to face does a number on a brother. |
| Pardon my pushiness, don’t mean to be foul, but listen |
| But why you want a dude who suffers from malnutrition? |
| What’s FM stand for? |
| I’m here to solve the mystery |
| PackFM really means Pack Fudge Maliciously |
| Pardon his pussiness, but I’m the one you should be jockin' |
| Fuckin' wit Stanley, you’ll be borrowin his stockings |
| His «roses are red, violets are blue» shit is quite annoying |
| Only thing you 2 might have in common is former boyfriends |
| You passin' me up for him? |
| Now that’s tragic |
| This cat’s got the sex appeal of a crack addict |
| Sleepin' on me like craftmatics, that’s played |
| I’m hung like a well-endowed runaway slave |
| Now he gettin' brave for dissin me, thinkin he’s impressin you |
| Stick wit me and have a real professional undressin you |
| Come here girl, and let me tell you Stan’s history |
| Sure he likes chicks, but loves hot boys like Missy E. |
| Yo that’s bulshit! |
| No it’s not |
| Yes it is |
| You know what? |
| Forget you both, cause I don’t have time for little kids. |