Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Not Havin' It, artist - Positive K. Date of issue: 31.08.2009
Song language: English
I'm Not Havin' It |
| Attention all ladies |
| The Candyman is on the prowl |
| And for those that wanna get busy |
| You gots to speak up now |
| (Candyman) |
| This rhyme, this time |
| Is one of a kind, blowing yo mind |
| Like only the Candyman can |
| Like a heavyweight champion |
| Knockin’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 heart beat, while I’m whispering |
| I know your suffering |
| So sweet a Candyman sweet nothings |
| Hugging and tugging and rubbing |
| Loving it all, having a ball |
| All ya’ll girlies next to me |
| Talking sex to me |
| We can’t do that yet, but I bet will chill |
| (Candyman telling’em the truth) |
| Will still end up knockin the boots |
| Ooh boy I love you so |
| Never ever ever gonna let you go |
| Once I get my hands on you |
| (Candyman) |
| At each and every show, thers’s this groupie |
| Artis knows what she wants to do to me |
| She knows my name, knows every rap routine |
| But how she get in my limousine |
| Don’t act 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 Llynn, 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 tic-toc ya don’t stop |
| We knock boots till 6 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) |
| (Candyman) |
| Tunnel of love is what I’m entering |
| When I mention it, you’re surrending |
| 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 hands |
| Hard as rock, yes I’m no sucka |
| The boots I knock make me one bad mutha |
| (Unh Unh… giggling) *2 |
| Knockin, while I’m a hip-hoppin |
| 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 betta keep quiet |
| Or else you might have to see a few skeletons |
| But girl thats irrevelent |
| Break out the bottle of Asti Spumante |
| Pop off the top and rock wit my posse |
| Fila Al, Big Dill, and D Fly |
| We ask the questions, you give the reply |
| MC Chip, Big Rob and Bud |
| Rockin on the waterbed, knockin on the rugs |
| I’m just playing, what I’m saying ain’t ill |
| Girl you should know I’m real |
| (Unh Unh. giggling) *2 |