Sex Wit You

[Hook] {x2} It ain't all about sex wit you Cause all I wanna do is get next to you I love the way you swing and the things you do So what I gotta do, to get next to you? [Verse One] Yo here's the scoop, I think of you, and I wanna get with cha My crew said I couldn't, but I knew that I could get ya From the first time I laid my eyes on ya It was on and-ah, I figured out that other girls were goners About the way you make me feel, I'm kinda diggin it I hope it don't take long for you and I to start swingin it And everything'll be dandy, momma gave you her last name But I'ma call you Candy, because it's handy Represent your bittersweetness, your uniqueness You're everything that I need and I mean this And for the love of it all, I'ma shine I couldn't sing it in a song, so I wrote it in a rhyme I gotta check ya, do what I gotta do to get ya I'm glad I met ya, heck I'll even sweat ya Won't even let a brotha flex witchu So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh? [Hook] [Verse Two] I know a lotta brothers' crack for the back, makin pitches Swingin hit and misses, leavin you with dirty dishes I ain't ya regular, I'm tellin ya, I'm hella fella I ain't ya normal +Quiet Storm+, strictly accapella I'm tryna hook witcha, write a book witcha I heard ya made moves, I want what ya took witcha You're the kind of girl that makes me grin And If Loving You is Wrong then I'm ready to sin I know you're down from the clown that you was dealin with Now, you caught him creepin, met a girl that he was sleepin with Now you believe in the taboo, from evil that men do And all you thinkin now, they don't deserve you You kinda fuss, got this gust in ya attitude But all you need is a dude to show you gratitude Won't even let a brotha flex witchu So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh? [Hook] [Bridge: Pete Rock] What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh?) What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon) What I gotta do? What I gotta do (I gotta do) To get next to you? (yeah) What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon) What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh) What I gotta do? What I gotta do (Yo..) To get next to you? (hit it) [Verse Three] Now I could make ya grin again, smile and wanna win again Snug and hug ya like a glove, show you how to love again Everybody ain't the same, every dame ain't a gain I'm all the man you need to make ya life change You got style about ya, they all talk about ya You're all I like with the sexy type of hawk about ya You're the girl that what a mill-ion dream Walk inside the club and be robbin the scene Got the nerve to be lookin all good and delicious Enough to make a dead man suspicious You cause drama when you walk the streets, mama When you speak, the whole block stops, because you're hot, mama And everybody wants a woman like you So what's a brother like me to do? Dig and I'm into you Won't even let me flex witchu So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh? [Hook]