Homeboy Sandman - Personal Ad lyrics

[Verse 1:] I see her face everywhere I go On the street and even at the picture show Have you seen her? Have you seen her? Ladies get your fact straight, tryna get backstage Better get your back straight Tryna get your rent paid, better get your rent saved Don't be tryna kick game, how you bend down for a blown up, I'm a grown up Already tryna go down, you just showed up Slow down, baby hold up I know this might seem odd, opposites commonly attract But my erection, is an exception, so if you too easy I won't get hard That's word and I swear to God Attention every chick dat gotta fix dat bod The pocket's just minus to keep da big fat wod [Chorus:] Sandman seeking woman Damn leave room He's d maxi most, she's d masterpiece Sandman seeking woman Damn leave room He's d maxi most, she's d masterpiece [Verse 2:] This is ma personal ad Opinions sewn together close an personal badge Ultimately the type that me an her can make terms Hit me via satellite so we can make plans I don't give a mothaf**a if you experienced That isn't my concern I can teach you like I learn Even if you got a wig, or got a weave or got a perm Probably won't make it to the church but hun you can still take a turn I'm not d cat just tryna make it work I'm comfy in ma zone, an ain't workin on a song that wants a birth We can open up another condom if I come first Any time or any type of problem we can converse I keep an eye out at ma concerts Think I might start holding tryouts at ma concerts Come buy an we can split d bonus at d concerts [Chorus] [Verse 3:] Ladies let's be honest Homeboy Sand is like a bronze Adonis If you ain't bout notes, self fulfilled harmonic Let me pretend I'm your orthodontist At times I talk dirty at times I bone in silence I'll be up nights writin poems in solace We don't need no tars or electronics We don't need no drinks, gins or tonics We all have all sorts an sorts of options From d kamasutra neva got tricks You know I'm playin God with Step into ma hospital, do some heart sh** No gossip, no gra** hips God exists (what?) [Chorus]