Lyrics Takin' off Ya Panties - Soul Elements

Uh, yeh
This one... this one right here... this one right here
Goes out to all the ladies in the house
Ya know what I'm sayin'?
And if ya don't know what it is
Ya better know now
Yo
Check me out

Now that I got'chu right where I want'chu
We can get naked
But what if I don't want to?
Stop playin' games, girl
You know you led me on, too
I know you want it just as bad as I do. Don'tchu?
We can start slow
I'm feelin' on ya booty
Thinkin' how I'm gonna do you and you gonna do me
Right. That's it (yeh)
Come a little closer
I knew that'chu was down with the grind
Yeh, I knows ya
Wind for me, baby
Now you got me blow'd up
I'll hold you from behind with my chin on your shoulders
Kissin' on ya neck
My hands on ya waistline
Down to ya hips, girl
I ain't tryna waste time
Ya thighs like pies
Jell-O on a mellow
My hands slowly movin' to the insides
HELLO
Now I'm unzippin' ya
I'm slippin' my hands
Down a little bit further
Tryna get in ya pants

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami

I hear ya moanin'
Now I hear ya groanin'
We can do this til six in the mornin'
On and on and on and
Even when it's stormin'
Champagne glass half full but it's foamin'
Bubbly! Bottle overflowin' and you kiss me
Nothin' really matters
Cuz we both gettin' tipsy
Ya with me!
Knew that this was somethin' I could get with
My chest full'a prints from ya lipstick
Tuggin' on ya jeans
Lemme do some research
Nah! Forget playin' Doctor
I can be your teacher
Now I got'chu on the bed in panties and a t-shirt
Lookin' like my appetizer, dinner and my dessert
Scrumptious, voluptuous
All kinda extras
The body that a man would be happy to be next to
You're the type of woman that a man wanna treasure
So let's get this together
And start sharing pleasures

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami

Now it's time to sex ya
I'm takin' off ya panties
I'm talkin' loud... still
I ain't tryna make a family
Yeh! I'm feelin' ya
I knew you'd understand me
What about candles and a bubble bath?
Fancy!
We can get nasty
Be all I can be
Bangin' so hard you'd think it was a stampede
Hit'chu with the whammy
I'm goin' down lower
My tongue is real flexible
Here lemme show ya
Ooh, you gotta piercing
I ain't talkin' earrings
A rock in ya spot
I love it where you wear bling
Lickin' on ya shine
I got'chu all mine
Then you turn me over now you goin' down lower
Put'cha mouth on me yeh, now you gettin' freaky
I love it when we cut
And when you're goin knee-deep
Now you're on top'a me
Puttin' me inside of you
And we can do it smoove
Or like them Ruff Ryders do

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami

Mmh what'chu doin'?
I'm takin' off ya panties
Ya man can't do the things
I'm doin' to ya. Can he?
You slick like oil and sweet like candy
And hotter than the summer spots
Down in Miami