BLACKSTARKIDS
SEX APPEAL
[Intro]
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[Verse 1]
This the shit that make you wonder how I do it
Taking notes on me, guess you can say I'm schooling
Never have to flex shit, I never have to prove it
Something 'bout my walk and my talk like duh, I do this
Been popping, been rocking, rock shit
Stay glossy, Kelis bossy, boss bitch
Fits flawless, team's balling, hotness
You girls stalling while I'm too busy getting rich
Look at me, I'm super bad
Like Jonah hill, get it Superbad
Yeah, we BLACKSTARKIDS and we super rad
Not a fan us, let me fix that

[Chorus]
Your boy over there, yeah, he needs to chill
He don't really want it with mе for real
I'm up for the night, I don't need a pill
Don't talk to me unlеss you got sex appeal
Your girl over there, yeah, she needs to chill
She don't really want it with me for real
I'm up for the night, I don't need a pill
Don't talk to me 'less you got sex appeal
[Verse 2]
Just a boy from Japan tryna be the man of the year
When I hold your hand, is it weird?
If it's not, we should kiss
Tell me, what's the plan? Are you here?
I want you, come back
If you don't, then it is what it is
You leave your number written on the mirror
I wanna shoot my shot 'cause you cute, but I ain't tryna miss
I'm in my t-shirt and it's white with blue jeans on
Don't care 'cause it match with my fit
1 a.m., we was in the club
2 a.m., I was way too drunk
3 a.m., it's just you and me
What's the mood by four? We gon' have to see
You don't really care if I'm showing cash
I don't really care if you're shaking— (Hey)
'Cause I know everything we need to see
Gon' come to the light when she leave with me
If you can, you should bring a friend or three
'Cause I'm with Jake Guap and Jerry P (Ayo)
And none of us know when the world ends
So we gon' live for the moment
Your dad got cash that he don't spend
So tonight for the boy, you should blow it
I might stick to the shots while you ski
Tell me what you want 'cause I got what you need
[Chorus]
Your boy over there, yeah, he needs to chill
He don't really want it with me for real
I'm up for the night, I don't need a pill
Don't talk to me unless you got sex appeal
Your girl over there, yeah, she needs to chill
She don't really want it with me for real
I'm up for the night, I don't need a pill
Don't talk to me 'less you got sex appeal

[Outro]
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It's me, Rob Schneider from Deuce Bigalow: American Gigolo
And you're listening to Cyberkiss