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Babyface

"Whack It on Me"

Yo
Back at you with this funky one
Back at you with this funky one
Kayo is in the house
DeRock is in the house
L.A. is in the place
So Face, pump up the bass

Girl, I got to tell ya
And no, I wouldn't try to sell ya any
Line that you wouldn't buy
But I think you're fly
No, I'm not that type of guy to lie
Why?
'Cause I'm 'a tell ya the truth is
'Cause I'm kinda ruthless
I'm the type to speak my mind
I'm not blind, you gotta big behind
Your body so beautifully designed
You my kinda girl I like to wine and dine

Ooh baby, whack it on me
Ooh baby (Whack, whack), whack it on me

And maybe do a little flyin' around the world
Just kickin' it, coolin'
O, I'm not foolin'
I'm serious, but I'm kinda curious to know
You say you heard it all before
I don't think so
Until you get with me, G
You haven't seen what you can see
So don't flee, baby
Just whack it on me

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You see the price is right
So let's make a deal, who knows
There could be a whip appeal
I'm a prisoner of love and
I don't want to break out
I promise I'll be there for the bed count
So you don't have to fret none
I won't sweat none
Of your homies unless they kinda on me
You can touch me in the morning and walk away
I got to give it up like Marvin Gaye
High side so why you tryin' to sack me
C'mon freak beh, you know you wanna whack me
Stop jockin' 'cause I'm clockin'
Stop knockin' on my door while I'm rockin'
I'm tryin' to be straight up, so wait up
A minute 'cause I'm 'a put it in
Before I finish I'm 'a whack attack
Back to back
I'm givin' it to ya like that
'Cause I know you like it like that

Who knows 'hind closed doors
Whack me in the morning
I'm yours
Ho, watch me grow
Whack me til,it feels good
Bang bang on the floor
Whack it, baby
Whack it good
Whack it right
Whack it, baby, thru the night

Put your feel on the rocks
Let the boys hit the spot
If that don't do 'em
Homegirls, whack it to 'em

I'm so glad I blew your mind
'Cause a girlie like you is so hard to find
I was chasin' you around like a hound with no sense
You thought you had a house and picket fence
I was briefed about your past
Skeletons in your closet
So we could not last
You thought you stole my heart like a thief
You wearin' on my jock like a pair of briefs
Cupid hit me with a 12-gage
We coulda tied the knot and made front page
Marriage coulda been a nice format
I want the booty, but I don't want it like that
You tried to mack back and take my Cadillac
Jump back, you can't have it like that
Buy baby girl, can't you see
I don't want you to flee
All ya gotta do is just whack it on me

CHORUS

Put the foot on the rocks
Let the boys hit the spot
If that don't do 'em
Homegirls, whack it to 'em

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