Temptations - Album Version (Edited)
Yo mo bee main, drop that shit!
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until first verse)
You know what time, boo-yaow
I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand youknowhati'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, thug style y'know?
one:
Tell me baby are you lonely? don't wanna rush ya
I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya
If i'm wrong love tell me, cause i get caught up
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
The day when i would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and get around, that's my word
See you walkin and you lookin good, yes indeed
Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin me
Witcha attitude to match right, don't be phony
Cause i hate when you act like, you don't know me
I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame
But the industry's a lot like, a crap game
Ain't no time for commitment, i gotta go
Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show
And even though i'm known for my one night stand
I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go...
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until second verse)
Throw up the finger!
And all my homies go.
Throw them the finger!
Ya know what baby it's like
singing
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But i can't be there, and will you still care
two:
Will i cheat or will i be committed, heaven knows
Gettin weak and i wanna hit it, so here i go
In my ride and i'm all in, gettin high
I can hear the people callin, i'm passin by
Everybody knows i'm ball-in, and to god
Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard
All the cuties know i'm under pressure, what do i do
Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool
Should i stroke or should i wait a while, you decide
If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie
Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words
In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curve
Slow down baby don't rush, i like it slow
Can't hold it any longer, so let it go
Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven
Don't worry, i let myself in, all i heard was...
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until third verse)
Give em the finger!
All my homies go.
Throw your fingers up!
That's just the thug in me girl, you know
Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like
singing
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But i can't be there, and will you still care
three:
A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down
Got a woman that'll please me, in every town
I don't wanna but i gotta do it, the temptation
Got me ready to release the fluid, sensation
Sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand
Cause even thugs get lonely, understand
Even the hardest of my homies need attention
Catch you blowin up the telephone, reminiscin
I wanna take you to the movies, and the park
Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark
Now that it's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, i can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin you right
You're lonely under pressure need a thug in your life
Enough talkin, you want me to leave, i'll get to walkin
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until the end)
Give em the finger
And all my homies go. yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey
Y'know?
Throw your fingers up
Y'know? they gonna peep this, this how we run game on you
singing
Everybody, heyy, alright
Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh
All my niggaz go
Uptown in the
Give em the finger!
Throw your hands up
Give em the finger!
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until first verse)
You know what time, boo-yaow
I know it's time for you
So grab one by the hand youknowhati'msayin
And uhh, throw up that finger
Ay yo yo yo throw y'all fingers up!
Thug style baby, thug style y'know?
one:
Tell me baby are you lonely? don't wanna rush ya
I can help ya if ya only, let me touch ya
If i'm wrong love tell me, cause i get caught up
And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see
The day when i would calm down, you ain't heard
I've been known to clown and get around, that's my word
See you walkin and you lookin good, yes indeed
Got a body like a sex fiend, you're killin me
Witcha attitude to match right, don't be phony
Cause i hate when you act like, you don't know me
I've be stressin in the spotlight, i want the fame
But the industry's a lot like, a crap game
Ain't no time for commitment, i gotta go
Can't be wit you every minute miss, another show
And even though i'm known for my one night stand
I wanna be an honest man, but temptations go...
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until second verse)
Throw up the finger!
And all my homies go.
Throw them the finger!
Ya know what baby it's like
singing
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But i can't be there, and will you still care
two:
Will i cheat or will i be committed, heaven knows
Gettin weak and i wanna hit it, so here i go
In my ride and i'm all in, gettin high
I can hear the people callin, i'm passin by
Everybody knows i'm ball-in, and to god
Gotta keep myself from fall-in, but it's hard
All the cuties know i'm under pressure, what do i do
Gettin shaky when she pull the dress up, and say it's cool
Should i stroke or should i wait a while, you decide
If you tell me that you don't want it, that's a lie
Move close and let me whisper, some dirty words
In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curve
Slow down baby don't rush, i like it slow
Can't hold it any longer, so let it go
Open the gates, do you wanna fall up in heaven
Don't worry, i let myself in, all i heard was...
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until third verse)
Give em the finger!
All my homies go.
Throw your fingers up!
That's just the thug in me girl, you know
Peep out all my homies, y'know, it's like
singing
I know you've been searchin for someone
To make you happy, and get the job done
You say you need it, a man with money
But i can't be there, and will you still care
three:
A lot of people think it's easy, to settle down
Got a woman that'll please me, in every town
I don't wanna but i gotta do it, the temptation
Got me ready to release the fluid, sensation
Sit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand
Cause even thugs get lonely, understand
Even the hardest of my homies need attention
Catch you blowin up the telephone, reminiscin
I wanna take you to the movies, and the park
Let's find a spot for you to do me, in the dark
Now that it's passion, hold me tight
Don't need lights, i can see you by the moonlight
I know your man ain't lovin you right
You're lonely under pressure need a thug in your life
Enough talkin, you want me to leave, i'll get to walkin
See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was
"heyyyy! heyy-ayyaahhyy" --> erick sermon (redman's "watch yo'
Nugget")
(sample repeats until the end)
Give em the finger
And all my homies go. yo this how we gonna do this in the nine-trey
Y'know?
Throw your fingers up
Y'know? they gonna peep this, this how we run game on you
singing
Everybody, heyy, alright
Heyy, heyyyeah, heyyyayyy, ohh
All my niggaz go
Uptown in the
Give em the finger!
Throw your hands up
Give em the finger!
Credits
Writer(s): Roger Troutman, Larry Troutman, Shirley Murdock, Tupac Amaru Shakur, Osten S. Jr. Harvey
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