DR. AMA - P.R.O. lyrics

rate me

Look at you, know my Dark Skin tone attract you

Step to the bar, met eye to eye, actual

Easy can do what them other cats do

Sutle smile I threw, at you, just can't attack you

Notice you was scopin' on mine, hoping in time

I approach you with the opening line, to open your mind

Your physical design, hot like the sun in June

Plus you light up the room like 12 noon

D-N-Z fragrance, sexy tattoo on your breast

And no/yes, your veloptous ness I possess

Mi amor, they call me Doctor (que pasa)

Cause I got the cure for the pain you adore

Tell me, ma, do you have a man? (nada, man)

This the game plan, let's head to mi casa

Tempature sizzling, took up the innocense

Buns soft like Entemann's, let me enter in

How you like your milkshake, daddy? (nice and thick)

Like the way I shake it? (Yeah, that's real slick)

Take your straw, put it in, nice and slow

Have a taste (can you handle it?) I'm a P.R.O.

I believe I can fly, Kells did it, nigga, why can't I?

Burn me a sack of bombay, get high

Give my divine, I see king, the royal treatment

Find me a shorty tonight, that lives to eat men

Suction cup, she make construction buff niggas weak men

Petite and, a whole lotta ass for the beating

Check out her feet and, trust me, no crusties

Petite and, 5 foot 5, live, busty

Not the type to bring home to moms

Type you wanna bring home, peel off her thong, puncture her lung

Make it clap, mmm, nasty, nasty

Question, ma, have you ever - (ask me, ask me)

Have you ever, ever, ever, in your club hopping life

Had a thug that'll feed you the pipe all night (all night?)

Sure you right, let's start the show tonight

Tell your girls to come to, they can go the night

You know the format, a P.R.O. suck it nice with the raw rap

Baby looking sexy, the way she moving all that

Lay the game flat like a doormat

Saw that, lames hating on the sidelines, but I ignore that

Cheech & Chong, got shorty eating out the palm

Dancing freaky, got meat seeking out the thong

Descreet me, creep off, sneak me to her dorm

At the rap perform, leave baby girl speaking in tongues

Got a tip on my shoulder, attitude's fucked up

Go against the Stat and get fucked up

S.I.N.Y. nigga, with tough nuts, I'm calling you tough lucks

My dudes got loose screws, niggas know when to puff dust

Hop up in the plush trucks, hit the clubs, crush smutts

Shorty played you, tough luck, we don't give a what what

Dust dick, make them bitches gut flush, they lust us

Bank on it like Wachovia trust, I tear that stuff up