[Intro: Brian McKnight, PMD, Al Skratch]
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
Ooh-ooh
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
I'll take her
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
Ooh-ooh
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
I'll take her
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her" (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Al Skratch, Brian McKnight, PMD]
It's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin' moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural that I rap to
Any girl walkin' through my hood if she's lookin' good (Ooh)
And if she's somethin' fine, I'll be humpin' hind
Let's get it on, ain't nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind (Bumpin')
Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed and I dream of being hand-fed
I made the jam with my man about the homies
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homie, baby, I know how you're feelin'
You in the mood for some sexual healing (Sexual healing)
Walk into the jump, I spot you as the music's blarin'
Starin', but not carin' about what you're wearin'
You're full-grown with a mind of your own
I make you moan as my bone turn brick like stone
Whether you're single, we can mingle as you jingle
Swing low, with the black Mandingo
I be the dough-money-maker, rump-shaker
To the bedroom, I said, "Hm, I'll take her"
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
Ooh-ooh
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
I'll take her
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
Ooh-ooh
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her"
I'll take her
Looked her up and down, said, "Hm, I'll take her" (Ooh, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 1: Al Skratch, Brian McKnight, PMD]
It's Al Skratch, that real smooth brother
The undercover lover makin' moves on your mother
If I have to, it's only natural that I rap to
Any girl walkin' through my hood if she's lookin' good (Ooh)
And if she's somethin' fine, I'll be humpin' hind
Let's get it on, ain't nothin' wrong with a little bump and grind (Bumpin')
Now that's what my man say
Sometimes I lay in my bed and I dream of being hand-fed
I made the jam with my man about the homies
But now I must remember all about my tenderonis
You're lonely by your homie, baby, I know how you're feelin'
You in the mood for some sexual healing (Sexual healing)
Walk into the jump, I spot you as the music's blarin'
Starin', but not carin' about what you're wearin'
You're full-grown with a mind of your own
I make you moan as my bone turn brick like stone
Whether you're single, we can mingle as you jingle
Swing low, with the black Mandingo
I be the dough-money-maker, rump-shaker
To the bedroom, I said, "Hm, I'll take her"
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