Quickie - TLC

Ladies and gentlemen!
Yes my fine gentlemen friends
Okay, we're gonna turn to the chapter in eyenetics
Called left pimping
Everybody turn to left pimping
Now as you can see
It's located in a region near your man
Called untitled space

I'm T-Boz, I got it like that
Left Eye's dope, she's got it like that
Chilli's fly, she's got it like that
TLC and that's where it's at
I'm T-Boz, I got it like that
Left Eye's dope, she's got it like that
Chilli's fly, she's got it like that
TLC and that's where it's at

We met at the park at the Summer Jams
Timbs untied with saggy pants
Not the kind of guy I would give a chance
But he was kinda packin' under circumstance
Six foot three, sexy as can be
I saw him through the crowd comin' up to me
He said aren't you that shorty from TLC
He told me 'bout the things he would do to me

(So come on over)
Let me check you out
See just what you're talkin' 'bout
(So come on over)
Boy you turn me on
Talkin' that stuff on the telephone
(So come on over)
You got me showin' through
So I can't wait to get next to you
(So come on over)
Don't let it take too long
I'm ready to put it on

You need some Ginseng
For your ping ping
So we can do it!
Oops

First he came
And then he went
Right to sleep on me
I could not believe
Wakin' up and givin' what I need (Yeah, yeah)

First he came
And then he went
Right to sleep so fast
Did he have it up his sleeve
To pull a quickie on me

He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he did not
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
Yeah yeah

He called me up to apologize
Said he owed me one and tonight's the night
Didn't know if he should get another chance
But he was kinda packin' under circumstance
He didn't know that I peeped him out
Picked up on what a quickie is all about
So went to dinner back to the crib
So I could switch it up and show him how it is

(So come on over)
Let me check you out
See just what you're talkin' 'bout
(So come on over)
Boy you turn me on
Talkin' that stuff on the telephone
(So come on over)
You got me showin' through
So I can't wait to get next to you
(So come on over)
Don't let it take too long
I'm ready to put it on

Oh wait, hold up, hold up, hold up
Is your name Lil Dickie?
'Cause I heard you pulled a quickie

First he came
And then he went
Right to sleep on me
I could not believe
Wakin' up and givin' what I need (Yeah, yeah)

First he came
And then he went
Right to sleep so fast
Did he have it up his sleeve
To pull a quickie on me

He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he did not
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
Yeah yeah

Now as we bring this class to a close
There is one last thing that we must review, everybody
Alright, it's called the left hip dance
Now what you're gonna do is you're gonna put your left foot in front
Lean to the left
And dip

Just like sweet rivers, I got a tasteful flow
My ears and neck shivers, with this icy snow
Head soulfully quiver, 'cause the rhythm knows
How to correlate with necks 'til vertebrae's blow
I murder days though meanin' I kill time
You heard of Mayo?
Well, my cars do real fine
Miracle whip, this lyrical chick
On some spiritual shit
This will be a perennial trip
Damn (Damn)
I'm that imperial bitch (Uh)

First he came (Hey now, hey now, hey now)
And then he went
Right to sleep on me (Right to sleep on me)
I could not believe (I could not believe, yeah yeah)
Wake it up and give me what I need (Ginseng for your ping ping)
Yeah, yeah
First he came
And then he went (And then he went)
Right to sleep so fast (Right to sleep so fast, so fast ah!)
Did he have it up his sleeve? (Up his sleeve ah!)
To pull a quickie on me
He pulled a quickie on me (And let me tell ya now)

I'm T-Boz, I got it like that (He pulled a quickie)
Left Eye's dope, she's got it like that (He pulled a quickie)
Chilli's fly, she's got it like that (He pulled a quickie quickie quickie)
TLC and that's where it's at (We're TLC hah!)

No no no no no he didn't
He pulled a quickie on me
No no no no no he didn't
Yeah yeah
And I'm not doin' it with him anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Dallas Austin, Lisa Nicole Lopes, Tionne Watkins
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