Brian Mcknight - I'll Take Her (feat. Ill Al Skratch) lyrics

Yeah, it's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother The undercover lover makin moves on your mother If I have to, it's only natural, that I rap to Any girl walkin through my hood if she's lookin good And if she's somethin fine, I'll be humpin hind Let's get it on, ain't nuthin wrong, with a little Bump N Grind (Bump N Grind) Now that's what my man say Sometimes I lay in my bed, and I dream of bein hand-fed I made the jam, with my man, about the _Homiez_ But now I must remember all about my tenderonis You're lonely by your homey baby I know how you're feelin You in the mood for some Sexual Healing (s**ual healing!) Walk in to the jump I spot you as the music's blarin Starin, but not - carin, about, what you - wearin You're full grown with a mind of your own I make you moan as my bone turn brick like stone Whether you're single we can mingle as you jingle Swing low, with the black Mandingo I be the dough money-maker rump-shaker To the bedroom I said "hmm I'll take her" [Chorus] [Repeat each line twice] [BM] If you don't want her don't waste her time [BM] Said if you don't want her don't waste her time Don't waste her time, don't waste no time [BM] Said if you don't want her don't waste her time [BM] Said if you don't want her don't waste her time I'll take her, I'll take her Yeah, well it's Big Ill, silly me, I puff the Phillie G I make your body move, get smooth like Billy Dee Get you hopin, make you beg for the third leg twice 'Cause I _Make it Funky_ like my name was Greg Nice Hit you off, then I'm ghost somethin proper-like Two things I never do: fall in love or drop a mic I'm Big Ill, now you know my style I'm glad you came I give your man a pound, then I ask you what's your name (What's your name baby?) Sign a autograph, then I step w/ my staff To the hotel, hope everything goes swell That's what you say as I sway on my way to my room Crazy deep, don't sleep I keep the poom poom.. jockin Clockin, knockin out the box when, I perform That's why the girlies they swarm to see Big Ill Later on that night at the arena I seen her, tryin to get backstage between the n***as I was wit and the security, she didn't Lookin from a distance I see her booty's hittin (oh yes babe) Stagger to the barricade and bag her as I grab her Thinkin to myself, "Aiyyo, I got to have her" [Chorus] Verse Three: Big Ill, Al Skratch Yeah.. yeah.. I like your flow yo, do I say oh no? And get it hittin one on one like a solo I think not, cause it ain't no fun If my homey Mr. Raspy Skratch can't get none Hey! I be the one with the voice that's raspy Al Skratch see, gettin downright nasty I pa** the, girls in my vicinity Back to my man Big Ill, he got the remedy [Chorus Repeats]