Body Baby Pharoahe Monch

[Chorus]
Oh! Oh!
I've got just what you want
You've got just what I need
You want my body, baby
So let me plant the seed
You are my heart's desire
You set my soul a fire
I wanna, you and your can make me hard

[Verse 1: Pharoahe Monch]
Pharoahe's that nigga, any other thinking is wishful
Sick wit it with a ridiculous flow
Take over, make over, move over
Show's over, flows over, who told ya?
New soldier's in town, except I flipped the script though
From the window to the wall, just get low
Rock and roll, hip-hop music, and disco
T dot O to Atlanta to Frisco
Rufus, oh yeah, with a new twist
So that y'all can get a gist of the rhyme, I do not miss
I will not fail, please take a glimpse at the time at your own risk
I will not bail
Fuck George, grab the Glock, the planet rock
The fiends and the fans on the block
Team's scheme on the knock
My hand if you want, gleams on your man