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It ain't all about sex wit you (hey-ey)
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Cause all I wanna do is get next to you
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(hey-ey)
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I love the way you swing and the things you do
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(hey-ey)
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So what I gotta do, to get next to you? (hey hey)
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[Heavy D]
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Yo here's the scoop, I think of you, and I wanna get witcha
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My crew said I couldn't, but I knew that I could get ya
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From the first time I laid my eyes on ya
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It was on and-ah, I figured out that other girls were goners
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About the way you make me feel, I'm kinda diggin it
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I hope it don't take long for you and I to start swingin it
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And everything'll be dandy, momma gave you her last name
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but I'ma call you Candy, because it's handy
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Represent your bittersweetness, your uniqueness
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You're everything that I need and I mean this
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And for the love of it all, I'ma shine
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I couldn't sing it in a song, so I wrote it in a rhyme
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I gotta check ya, do what I gotta do to get ya
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I'm glad I met ya, heck I'll even sweat ya
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Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
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So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
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[Heavy D]
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I know a lotta brothers' crack for the back, makin pitches
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Swingin hit and misses, leavin you with dirty dishes
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I ain't ya regular, I'm tellin ya, I'm hella fella
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I ain't ya normal +Quiet Storm+, strictly accapella
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I'm tryna hook witcha, write a book witcha
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I heard ya made moves, I want what ya took witcha
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You're the kind of girl that makes me grin
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And +If Loving You is Wrong+ then I'm ready to sin
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I know you're down from the clown that you was dealin with
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Now, you caught him creepin, met a girl that he was sleepin with
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Now you believe in the taboo, from evil that men do
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and all you thinkin now, they don't deserve you
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You kinda fuss, got this gust in ya attitude
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But all you need is a dude to show you gratitude
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Won't even let a brotha flex witchu
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So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
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[Interlude: Pete Rock]
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh?)
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do (I gotta do)
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to get next to you? (yeah)
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (C'mon)
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do? (huh)
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What I gotta do? What I gotta do (Yo..)
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to get next to you? (hit it)
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[Heavy D]
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Now I could make ya grin again, smile and wanna win again
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Snug and hug ya like a glove, show you how to love again
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Everybody ain't the same, every dame ain't a gain
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I'm all the man you need to make ya life change
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You got style about ya, they all talk about ya
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You're all I like with the sexy type of hawk about ya
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You're the girl that what a mill-ion dream
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Walk inside the club and be robbin the scene
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Got the nerve to be lookin all good and delicious
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Enough to make a dead man suspicious
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You cause drama when you walk the streets, mama
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When you speak, the whole block stops, because you're hot, mama
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And everybody wants a woman like you
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So what's a brother like me to do? Dig and I'm into you
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Won't even let me flex witchu
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So what I gotta do to get next to you, huh?
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[Chorus]
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Sex Wit You
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Heavy D |