(feat. Silk) Freak me baby ayy yeah Freak me baby Freak me baby ayy yeah Freak me baby Let me lick you up & down Til you say stop Let me play with
(feat. Gerald Levert, Aaron Hall and Buddy Banks) I flex funky, funky dope love Yeah, funky dope love I flex funky, funky dope love Yeah, funky dope
vet, I'mm known as the best, And jus like Keith, I make the gurls sweat. Whuttever yuu need boo I got it on deck, so when it come to other guys, yuu can
shorty wanna creep I'll bring her home with me Just bought some candles and that Carl Thomas cd Bootleg that Jay-Z Stole that Outkast Been had that Keith Sweat
shorty want to creep, I bring her home with me Just bought some candles and that Carl Thomas CD Bootleg that Jay-Z, stole that OutKast Been have that Keith Sweat
and get a big fat lick of my balls You wanna brawl? Punk I thought not You might get beat down and stomped like Sasquatch Your girl, like Keith Sweat,
know my sex computer condoms humpin on Ampex My number 2-7-5-49-69 disconnected My first black robot, space connected while you listen to Keith Sweat
come on now I thought you knew better, my rhymes are nines and my mouth's a lyrical berretta But better...YET...I make you Sweat like Keith, And have
'm BROWN like FOXY A presences that be felt Like I was rockin the mic at the Roxy's Fools stop and SWEAT like KEITH You're green just like a leaf I'm
[Kool Keith:] (Classic!) Yeah, this what I like to do on my off time (Kool Keith~!) A lot of people, they get too complex (Too complex) I just like to
Yo I ain't hearin nothin, Kool Keith in the place I'ma be all up in your face Yo, I'ma tell you, I don't wanna hear what you got to say [Kool Keith] '
do your chores As I step up I made you sweat so hot better lick your fingers before you touch Master telepathic energy tantalizing your, lymphatic sensory Unlike any other
okay} Feeling like a fool {Don't cry man} I just fucked Judy's mother, and Judy's in night school Like Keith I make the ladies Sweat What yo learn about
Hurt me so bad when you left me, baby (Why, why me, baby) You broke myyyyy baby [Tell ?em what time it is, Keith] (Why) [Tell ?em what time it is] [Keith Sweat
all that other flavor I pump my rhymes like a barbell Got more flavor than the neighborhood Carvell's I'm better than Keith, I do more than make you sweat
all I miss you, I'm having flashbacks Of you coming across the track with your hair wrapped Miss talking on the phone til' the early morning Making love off Keith Sweat