[Verse 1]

Seen you in the club, doing the rub-a-dub

Looking for some trouble having fun

Laughing, giggling, with your ass wiggling

Thinking to myself, hell yeah she's the one

Young and tender, slender, far from Ugly-

Lovely- female gender

I send ya a drink from across the bar, wink-wink, I'm feeling up to par

So I approach you, like I'm supposed to

Cause you're the type I like to get close to

Go back to my chateaus

For a late night night snack sip a little Merlot

Blackened salmon salad with croûtons

Conversate 'til dawn on a fifty dollar futon

Me and you 'til the sunrise

I'm looking in your eyes, thinking of your thighs

[Hook]

Hey baby do you think maybe

That one day you could be my lady?

You look good, can you cook?

Let me put your number in my phone book

[Verse 2]

First date, large, it look great

Five star spot, five hundred a plate

Play the role like I'm ballin'

Your body callin'

So I spend a little Cash Money like a nigga from New Orleans

I see you fallin' for the old Fatlip charm

Feelin my arm, checking my strength

Feeling my leg

Checking my length, uh

Hot damn you a dime like one tenth of a dollar

Lookin' like a young Paula Abdul

Fools follow you try to holla, at you

That's you ain't nothing new

Beautiful way back molested at two

But I don't really care about the past

I just want this thing right here to last

I mastered my dick

Don't get enthusiastic

Or blast too quick and bust off too fast

[Hook x2]

Hey baby do you think maybe

That one day you could be my lady?

You look good, can you cook?

Let me put your number in my phone book

[Talking]

I just want to talk to you right here baby...

What's going on with you...

Naw, I seen, I seen you, I seen you the other night..

You know what I'm saying...

I wanted to, uh, get at you or whatever...

But you know (check it out)...

[Verse 3]

See I need you

See, see we do

Anything you please

I'll be your Hercules

(Anything you please, I'll be your Hercules)

Please, I ain't too proud to beg

(Please, I ain't too proud to beg)

Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg

(Sick of tricking dough on hoes spending an arm and a leg)

Drinking all alone Coronas by the keg

I vaguely recall the last call I received

Or exactly when my last ejaculation was achieved

Without the assist of a hole in my fist

It's almost as if sex doesn't exist

But that's only half of the whole thing

I need a queen to respect the king

Wear my ring, bear my offspring

Bring me meals morning and evening

[Hook x4]

Hey baby do you think maybe

That one day you could be my lady?

You look good, can you cook?

Let me put your number in my phone book