Album: 100 Hits of the 90s
Attention all the ladies
The Candyman is on he prowl
And for those that wanna get busy
You've gotta speak up now
This rhyme this time is one of a kind
Blowin' your mind like only the Candyman can
Like a heavyweight champion
Knockin', I'm out another round we fought it out
Once again you can scream and shout
When I rock the bills, yeah, out my name
This is what you've been missing
Listen to my heartbeat while I'm whispering
I know you're suffering
So sweet a Candyman sweet nothin'
A huggin and tuggin and rubbin'
Loving it all, having a ball
And your girl is next to me talking sex to me
We can't do that yet but I know well chill (Candyman, tell 'em the truth)
We'll still end up knockin' the boots
(Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh)
At each, every show there's this groupie
Honest knows what she wants to do to me
She knows my name, knows every rap routine
But how did she get in my Limousine?
Don't act a fool, don't drool, I'm just a performer
I was cool but the room got warmer
Norma cornered me in
Her and her friend named Lynn and vin
They checked me in to the Holiday Inn
I didn't want to do it except my pockets were 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
'Till the tick-tock, you don't stop
We knocked boots 'till six o'clock
As we lay all night long
And early in the morning she sang this song
(Oooh, boy, I love you so
Never ever gonna let you go
Once I get my hands on you)
(Oooh, boy, I love you so
Never ever gonna let you go
I hope you feel the same way too)
Girl, I do
Tunnel of love is what I'm entering
When I'm mentionin' you're so renderin'
Givin' it up like a good girl has to
Livin' it up, eventually you have to stay
You gonna pay for this, just rest your breast
On my chest, yes, I'm impressed
With the way you call love me down
I don't want to sit down, I just want to get down
I'm on the ground down on my knees
Like James Brown singing please, please
Round two, I'm down to, do
All the things to make you
Understand that I'm the Candyman
And I melt in your mouth, not in your hand
Hard as a rock, yes, I'm no sucker
The boots I rock make me one bad mother
(Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh)
Knockin' while I'm hip hopping
Just becuase of the simple subject
Everyone should love this 'cause everybody does it
Whether they admit it or if they deny it
You better keep quiet
Or else you may have to see a few skeletons
But, girl, that's irrelevant
Break off a bottle of Vatsi so matie
Pop off the top, and rock with my posse
Phil-al, Big Dil and T-Fly
We ask the questions, you give the reply
MC Chip, Big Rob and Bud
Rocking on the water bed, knocking on the rug
I'm just playing, what I'm saying ain't ill
Girl, you should know I'm real
(Oooh, oooh
Oooh, oooh, oooh)