[Intro]

At the tone, the time will be

8:59 and 10 seconds

[Verse 1]

Nine o'clock in the morning, yes, I got dressed

Thought about my girl with the big fat breasts

So I called her up and asked could I see her today

She said, "Okay," so I said, "I'll see ya, Shante"

Hung up the phone, then I threw on my clothes

I pulled some tissue off the roll to blow the boogers out my nose

Put on my chain and my boots and things

'Bout to step out the house and heard the telephone ring

I grabbed the telephone just to see what was up

She said, "Gimme the place and time and we could hook up"

I said, "Okay then, why don't you meet me in the park?

At a quarter to five, 'cause at six, it get dark"

She said she didn't mind, okay it's on

So I grabbed my Skanless jacket, then I hung up the phone

I stepped out the house, smilin' and grinnin'

Sayin' to myself, "Hot damn, I'm winnin'"

[Pre-Chrous: Hi-C]

Oh what shall I, what shall I, what shall I do

Sittin' in the park, waitin' for you

Oh what shall I, what shall I, what shall I do

Shall I slap the trick and tell the tramp it's through?

(Chrous)

I'm sittin' in the park waiting for you

[Verse 2]

On the way to the park I had to stop at the store

When bums beg me for a quarter I usually say no

But that day I made all they but holler

Went in my pocket, gave the poor fellas a dollar

They couldn't believe it, they had to ask me, "What's wrong?"

I said, "Yo, just take this dollar and get your butt on"

I bailed five or six blocks with a skip and a hop

Mmh, what's that smell? Oh, the flower shop

Now I pulled a lotta girlies out they pantyhose

And never, never have I ever bought a chick no rose

But that day, I had to be the Life Saver

To top it all off, I rushed to 31 Flavors

The girl said she loved me, she said I was cute

But all I thought about was just knockin' her boots

I thought about doing it with no hesitation

Now I'm sittin' in the park just waitin'

[Pre-Chrous: Hi-C]

Oh what shall I, what shall I, what shall I do

Sittin' in the park, waitin' for you

Oh what shall I, what shall I, what shall I do

Shall I slap the trick and tell the tramp it's through?

(Chrous)

I'm sittin' in the park waiting for you

[Verse 3]

Now I'm sittin' on a bench with my back against the fence

Hi-C's not dumb, I got a gang of sense

Flowers in my hand, ice cream in a cup

I'm thinkin' to myself, "Won't this girl hurry up?"

I seen my homies comin' and my butt puckered up

They said, "There go the homie Crawf, hey Hi-C, what's up?"

I grabbed the roses, tried to hide 'em behind my back

But I was stuck in a—ouch—caught in the act

Then a old man walked up to me

He said, "You know, whatever will be, will be"

I said, "Excuse me sir, I don't mean to be rude"

Knowin' good and damn well I'm in a bad mood

He said, "Look like you got yourself a few problems

Why me, being a old man, maybe I can solve 'em"

"Pops, that sound familiar, what shall I do?"

"Well, just slap that trick and tell the tramp it's through"

(Chrous/Outro)

Sittin' in the park waiting for you