Eyes on you, love that dontchu
Attention! Attention! She's feeding of the menu
Men-you, succubus, love to eat you - alive
Aint she live, aint she fine, aint she, aint she, aint she worth a try
Nah, to hell, bro, these eyes watch only to let her pass by
No Pharcyde, or bus stop, and no hi, its like I
No time fo' no Jazzy Belle, so buh-bye
By way of attraction, I'm blind to her naked eye
Yet I, shine like a Jedi, for the one without the perm
Burn baby burn, M. Jackson wont get a turn
The young'n, lov'n, strapped fo' sumthin sumthin (sooky sooky now)
That quick nuttin nuttin, got 'er 9 months 'n nothin
Drama o' baby momma, got her dreams at a comma
Death befo' dishonor, dyin inside, outside a balla
Ballin! Oooh, damn, in da club -- child's mother callin
She sad now dat she see me, shoulda said wassup back when