Riff Off

Oh, Mickey you're so fine
You're so fine you blow my mind
Hey, Mickey (hey, hey)
Hey, Mickey (hey, hey)
Oh, Mickey you're so fine

You're so fine, and you're mine
I'll be yours, 'til the end of time
'Cause you make me feel (ooh-ahh)
Yeah, you make me feel (ooh, yeah)
So shiny and new (ooh, yeah, yeah)
Like a virgin (like a virgin)
Touched for the very first time (the very first time)
Like a- (like the-)

The one in me, that's okay
Let's see how you do it
Put up your dukes
Let's get down to it
Hit me with your best shot
Why don't you hit me with your best shot?
Hit me with your best shot
Fire away

Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na-na-na, come on, come on, come on
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me
'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it

(Sex-) sex, baby
Let's talk about you and me
Let's talk about all the good things
And the bad things that may be
Let's talk about sex (alright)
Let's talk about sex (a little bit, a little bit)
Let's talk about sex, baby (baby)

All through the night, I'll make love to you
Like you want me to
And I-

(And I-) guess that's just the woman in you
That brings out the man in me
I know I can't help myself
You're all in the world to me
It feels like the first time (ahh)
It feels like the very first time
It feels like the first time

It's going down, fade to black street
The homies got RB, collab' creations
Bump like acne, no doubt
I put it down, never slouch
As long as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me straight up

Tell me who can stop when Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms with my mellow accent
Still moving this flavor
With the homies blackstreet and teddy
The original rump shakers

Shorty get down, good Lord (oh-oh)
Baby, got 'em up open all over town (oh-oh)
Strictly biz, she don't play around
Cover much ground, got game by the pound (ah-ah)
Getting paid is her forte (hmm-mm)
Each and every day, true player way (hmm-mm)
I can't get her out of my mind (oh, wow)
I think about the girl all the time (ah, ah, ah)

I like the way you work it (ah-ah)
(No diggity)
I gotta bag it up, baby (ah-ah)
I like the way you work it (ah-ah)
(No diggity)
I gotta bag it up, baby (oh, baby)

I like the way you work it (ah-ah)
(No diggity)
I gotta bag it up, babe
I like the way you work it
(No diggity) (oh, that girl looks good)
I gotta bag it up

I like the way you work it
(No diggity)
I gotta bag it up, babe
I like the way you work it
(No diggity)
I gotta bag it up
We out!



Credits
Writer(s): Ester Dean, William E. Steinberg, Richard S. Vick Iii, Mikkel Storleer Eriksen, Mick Jones, Herby E. Azor, Kenny B. Edmonds, Edward Sydney Schwartz, Tor Erik Hermansen, Lynise Walters, William Stewart, Thomas F. Kelly, Chauncey Andre Hannibal, Bill Withers, Sandy Julien Wilhelm, Michael Donald Chapman, Nicholas Barry Chinn, Edward Theodore Riley
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