[Dr. Ama]
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)

Cuz 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


[Chorus 2X: girl (Dr. Ama)]
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.


[Dr. Ama]
I believe I can fly, Kells did it, ^!$$%, 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 ^!$$%s weak men

Petite and, a whole lotta $$# 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


[Chorus 2X]

[Dr. Ama]

You know the format, a P.R.O. suck it nice wit 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 $#&@ed up

Go against the Stat and get $#&@ed up
S.I.N.Y. ^!$$%, with tough nuts, I'm calling you tough lucks
My dudes got loose screws, ^!$$%s 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 (*##$es gut flush, they lust us

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