"What We Do (For Love)" lyrics

I'm tired
Me too
Uncle Ricky
Hmm?
Could you tell us a bedtime story, like you used to?
Look, don't y'all think y'all too old for that now?
No
Listen, I got an adult question for y'all since y'all
Like...11 now. Y'all ever get horny?
Uncle Ricky!
Now I don't mean to sound perverted, but do you ever
Have like sexual urges?
No!
No? Well you will, so sit your behind down and listen to
Uncle Ricky...and De La...tell y'all a grown up story
Okay

I remember when Mama spoke of the birds and
The east side kept me off the curb and
Betsy Ross was suffering from the scaredy cat
'Til my man Ricky brought the remedy for that

I massage your mink, coat
Then part your leg's rope
And stroke so hard you'll start to smell smoke

Ain't gotta drug problem but a love problem
But then again that may be one in the same
I claim possession
Pull the girl among the apes like Charlie Heston
Ride off on the horse and show no remorse

She look nice
Honey oriental, brown eyes
Want fries?
Chicken, vegetable, fried rice
And I'm trying to you to go
Fast subtraction, grab some
"Oh don't stop nasty black man"

Man that action had me coughing up cars, keys, and cash
Just to sniff a fat rabbit I would give my very last

(When nature calls)
You know them boys will come running
(When nature calls)
You know them girls don't mind coming
(When nature calls)
You know them boys will come running
(When nature calls)
You know them girls don't mind coming
Just to get it started, for starting something
Is what we do to get some loving
What we do to get some loving
This what we do for love (do for love)
This what we do for love (for love)
This what we do for love

You ain't lying
I 9-5 it, more like 12-12
Can't get the thought off (sex)
From off my mental shelf

I'm like Bruce Lee
Beating up the cootchie profusely
My tomboy chicks that act a little too butchy
Receive this (uh)
When my semen ceases
They'll be screaming out, "We love being the female species"

Hello?
Veronica, it's Dove
Uh, I think you got the wrong number
What?
Veronica, your baby's crying
Yo, chill
Baby?
Whatever yo, later

For the past two summers I been sizing up Veronica
Southern belle, I heard she blow notes like a harmonica
Yarmulkes couldn't satisfy her spending fetishes
She was all about getting the head like she was lettuces

Yah, them types be acting like they ain't sleazy

Like this uptown chick playing opposite of easy
Delighted, the honey fly difficult, couldn't knife it
Tight
Seen the imprint on honey's private
Now she's love sick
Ruler Rick scores again

Sex present itself like trophies I'm out to win
And it's easier to claim through the fame I've obtained
Her mommy was a liar, she's so ashamed

Well, I got this rude boy Jamaican honey at the rest home
Complete with yellow hair and Cinderella dress on
"What happen"
Been around, stuck her 'til she popping 'bout
"Hey take your blood clot finger off me bottom"
Anyway, another dime I met one time
I'm kind, chick in the world, butt fine
And her, structure pumping, told her
Gotcha mumbling 'bout
"Slow down, what you trying to rupture something?"

I don't bug out, I chill
Never copped a feel
But these pretty ass girls come and flaunt in the grill
Big ass eyes, with the matching big ass thighs
Asked her if she spare a moment to exchange some lies
"But you got a girlfriend"

Yah trick, so do you
And I heard there's no preference in what gender ya do

So stop playing so squeaky clean
And let the dirty side see me later
So we can play 'let's wake the neighbours'

So stuck on the love you rearranging behaviors
Second episode, and you returning oral favors
Buying up groceries
Searching for hosiery
Holding hands publicly
And now you supposed to be
Mr. and Mrs. huh, loving and kisses huh?
But while you away is when the milkman'll visit her
Dear to the heart, we dearly depart the fallen
So skip the games ma, I stay tuned to the calling