Iesha

Iesha, Iesha, so glad to meet cha
See you in the schoolyard strollin' wit your teacher
The lil' skirt you played was really fly
She turned around and she winked her eye
So I stepped to her like I knew her
The Biv is cool, but Romell is cooler
The bell rang 'cause I started to talk, yet the class is not there no more

(Yo Red, where'd you meet her?)
At the playground, ya know?
That's where I saw this cutie
This girl was swingin' and she looked so fly
Then on the monkey bars, we climbed up to the top and
She touched my hand that's when I fell in love

Iesha, you are the girl that I never had
And I want to get to know you better
Iesha, you know I want you so bad
And there's nothing anyone can do
To keep me away from you

Yo Dallas, man these five young boys out of Atlanta, yeah, are real mental
They kinda like remind me of me and my boys New Edition, know what I'm sayin'?
So all you people out there ridin' in your cars, listenin' to the radio station
Or cold maxin' in ya living room watchin' this here video, check the second verse

We played Nintendo
This was our very first date
I didn't wanna make it seem too fly
We ate cereal
She couldn't stay out that late
Her mother told her to be home at nine

Iesha, you are the girl that I never had
And I want to get to know you better
Iesha, you know I want you so bad
And there's nothing anyone can do
To keep me away from you

(Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike)
Chris, Mark, Red, Da, Ro
(Ronnie, Bobby, Ricky and Mike)
Chris, Mark, Red, Da, Ro

Yo Ro, you might sound too sure, so whatchu gonna do?
I dunno Da, I only got one more rap and I'm gonna see what happens

Threw down my books, went up to the door
Pressed the bell, what was in store?
Iesha came out with a smile (Oh no)
She made it worth my while
So I passed her a lollipop with a letter
Told her, "So let's keep this a secret"
Now remember Iesha, only you can peep this, peace (Ooh)

Yo Dallas, man (What up?)
Won't you do us a favor, alright? (Uh-huh?)
Flip the tracks, so we can have a little soloism, man?
(Word, check this out)

Here we go
Go Chris, go Chris, go Chris, go Chris
Go Mark, go Mark, go Mark, go Mark
Go Red, go Red, go Red, go Red
Go David, go David, go David, go David
Go Ro-Ro, go Ro-Ro, go Ro-Ro, go Ro-Ro
Yeah, boy!



Credits
Writer(s): Dallas L. Austin, Michael Bivins
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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