Sly

With frizzy hair, was a metaphor for festival time

Then this woman is a goddess of that festival shrine

Met her at a jam in a garden of sorts

I must confess, God bless, some impure thoughts

"Show us the money," was the call of the night

But no money could have bought even a piece of the pride

There might have been a sea of people, I don't know

Because all I could see was how this woman, she glowed so

Why, it's a pleasure to meet you

You look like one incredible creature

Wanna treat you fine, let's dance and grind

Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime

You're divine, you're sublime and well, you blow my mind, aye

You're so sly

She caterpillar so good that all the Greeks go ("Killa!")

Break and enter, take ya like a glass of milk then (Spill ya)

Saw her coming, what a scene, what I mean she got

That sex coffee bean, but she tastes like vanilla

Well, alright, she ignite when we hit the floor

Like the vroom on a super Commodore

Now if it makes a good story, well it's just worthwhile

With her's like dealing stories in a sprinkler style, it's so sly

Hi, it's a pleasure to meet you

You look like one incredible creature

Wanna treat you fine, let's dance and grind

Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime

You're divine, you're sublime, and well, you blow my mind, hey

You're so sly, why?

Oh, do the Louis

Do the ja-ja-ja-ja-ja, Jenny

Do the boom-shak, hit-the-sack, backseat's feeling alright

(Feeling alright)

Do the McShuffle

Rock it with a fine stride

Do the late checkout with a do not disturb sign outside

Now do the sly

Why, it's a pleasure to meet you

You look like one incredible creature

Wanna treat you fine, let's dance and grind

Get so funk-inflicted, it's a crime

You're divine, you're sublime, and well, you blow my mind, hey

You're so sly

You're so sly, why?