Secret Shopper
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I seen her on the boulevard, she was window shopping
I was hard at work, summer heat, blacktopping
Our eyes locked for a second, I even caught her blushing
I wanted to say something nice, but couldn't think of nothing
She took her time going back and forth in that show room
Fashion show at the window, I'm staring, so rude
Traffic jam up on Hennepin, and first ave
She took over the scene, she was a must have
Saw her leave in hurry, she dropped her bus pass
Was like this is my chance, her name I must ask
My coworkers is watching, hope don't get laughed at
Stick of gum in my pocket, I cop it, breath check
She seen me coming as if she was expecting me
Lemony Snicket's got me thinking retrospectively
Gave me her name and number, said keep the bus pass
Smiled and said just call me later, but trim that mustache
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
We met at caribou coffee later on that night
Said she couldn't be out late, had an early flight
She had been eyeballing me for the past week
She whisper that in my ear, then kissed my on my cheek
Bolder than her Folgers, I'm talking full flavor
She make you wanna have a sip just so you can savor
Classy ass, English toffee milk mustache
I looked up at her, laughed and said trim that
Whip cream on my nose, she had to get me back
Next thing you know, we back my pad in the sack
Finished up in shower, ran out of hot water
Body heat keep the water hotter than sauna
If she proceeds to ask for more, I'll have to put it on her
Or maybe this will make her more calmer, give her the marijuana
Look, Imma tell ya lil momma, you like a prima donna
Angelic voice, I make you sing, we both in nirvana
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I seen her on the boulevard, she was window shopping
I was hard at work, summer heat, blacktopping
Our eyes locked for a second, I even caught her blushing
I wanted to say something nice, but couldn't think of nothing
She took her time going back and forth in that show room
Fashion show at the window, I'm staring, so rude
Traffic jam up on Hennepin, and first ave
She took over the scene, she was a must have
Saw her leave in hurry, she dropped her bus pass
Was like this is my chance, her name I must ask
My coworkers is watching, hope don't get laughed at
Stick of gum in my pocket, I cop it, breath check
She seen me coming as if she was expecting me
Lemony Snicket's got me thinking retrospectively
Gave me her name and number, said keep the bus pass
Smiled and said just call me later, but trim that mustache
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
I try to spot em, 3D vision with my 6th sense
Bloodhound for pheromones, I pick up all the sick scents
I swear to you my premonition is wicked intense
It's so funny to me, none of this makes sense
We met at caribou coffee later on that night
Said she couldn't be out late, had an early flight
She had been eyeballing me for the past week
She whisper that in my ear, then kissed my on my cheek
Bolder than her Folgers, I'm talking full flavor
She make you wanna have a sip just so you can savor
Classy ass, English toffee milk mustache
I looked up at her, laughed and said trim that
Whip cream on my nose, she had to get me back
Next thing you know, we back my pad in the sack
Finished up in shower, ran out of hot water
Body heat keep the water hotter than sauna
If she proceeds to ask for more, I'll have to put it on her
Or maybe this will make her more calmer, give her the marijuana
Look, Imma tell ya lil momma, you like a prima donna
Angelic voice, I make you sing, we both in nirvana
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Writer(s): Jamal Lachapelle
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