Mango Tr33
I got that rhythm service
I'm the teacher and the preacher
You gon get to learning
See you high up in the bleachers like its Friday night
Baby we can do it we can get it right
I just wanna know if I can hit it twice
Out the door
You can come fosho
If you want some more
(I got that heat)
Baby won't you come and sit with me
Chilling right under the mango tree
Okay like this okay like that
Yeah yeah my shorty yeah she bad
I need a 20 in the bag and
I don't even smoke baby
So smoke a lil something while we stroke baby
Ima be the player and the coach baby
I only came here to do the most baby
Make you shake your legs sink the boat baby
It's just I, myself, and me that De La Soul baby
I just wanna know
Where you wanna go
Step into my room
Make you lose control
I just wanna know
Where you wanna go
Step into my room
Make you lose control
I got that rhythm service
I'm the teacher and the preacher
You gon get to learning
See you high up in the bleachers like its Friday night
Baby we can do it we can get it right
I just wanna know if I can hit it twice
Out the door
You can come fosho
If you want some more
(I got that heat)
Baby won't you come and sit with me
I'm the teacher and the preacher
You gon get to learning
See you high up in the bleachers like its Friday night
Baby we can do it we can get it right
I just wanna know if I can hit it twice
Out the door
You can come fosho
If you want some more
(I got that heat)
Baby won't you come and sit with me
Chilling right under the mango tree
Okay like this okay like that
Yeah yeah my shorty yeah she bad
I need a 20 in the bag and
I don't even smoke baby
So smoke a lil something while we stroke baby
Ima be the player and the coach baby
I only came here to do the most baby
Make you shake your legs sink the boat baby
It's just I, myself, and me that De La Soul baby
I just wanna know
Where you wanna go
Step into my room
Make you lose control
I just wanna know
Where you wanna go
Step into my room
Make you lose control
I got that rhythm service
I'm the teacher and the preacher
You gon get to learning
See you high up in the bleachers like its Friday night
Baby we can do it we can get it right
I just wanna know if I can hit it twice
Out the door
You can come fosho
If you want some more
(I got that heat)
Baby won't you come and sit with me
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Perez
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