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 youngfella, youngfella, youngfella, youngfella?

Hit the floor and get funky, funky, funky, funky

I never need no fundin', fundin', fundin', fundin'

I get cash in abundance

I got cash in abundance

Cash flow

Ah, ah

Big mula mantra

Everybody callin' me friend now

Sorry, friend, you're a chancer

Soon as I win they call me

Women they on me

But they just gon' betray me

So fuckin' get off me

Get off

Ah-ah

I dicked her down, she want seconds

Sorry, love, I've 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 widdit, get widdit, get widdit

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, uh

Hands up and c'mon, get widdit, get widdit, get widdit

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, untz! untz!

Disco, disco

I fell in love with the disco, disco, untz! untz!

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's 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 about 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 gigolo, 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 widdit

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 widdit, get widdit, get widdit

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