Tech N9ne

Tech N9ne - The Waitress lyrics

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		(Hi, may I take your order?)



Dwamn!

Hey, that's all I'ma say right now

I'm at a loss for words, girl, you, girl, gon' take that bow

You lookin... boy, my lady would hate this

If she knew that I was out with her but I'm trippin off the waitress



[VERSE 1]

Woo shit! Who's this? Baby, why you do this?

I'm sittin here with another female and it's 'posed to be exclusive

Beauty, fully loaded booty hips and thighs 

I want a raspberry lemonade, baby, and whatever yo name is on the side

You speak unique, beautiful teeth I just peeped

It's makin me weak to the point I can't even eat

Cause you give me butterflies, them butter thighs need to be publicized

A wonderful face and waist that's great and there's no mistake that I love the eyes

Never like them other guys, cause when I want it I'm on it

The way I'm watchin you feel uncomfortable, don't it?

But I'm thinkin you should be in movies and this you need to quit

Then suddenly under my table I got a kick



[HOOK]

I'm with my girlie but I'm lookin at the waitress

I'm at a business meeting trippin off the waitress

Can't think of eatin, man, my girl will really hate this

I'm sittin here with her but starin at the waitress

And I like the way the waitress (work that, work that)

Come get your money, girl, and (work that, work that)

I really like the way you (work that, work that)

Can I get you on the floor? (Work that, work that)

The waitress got it goin on



[VERSE 2]

Take my order anytime, I come here many times

A week so she can give me mine, baby girl is plenty fine

Business meeting, capital grin, was sippin when she caught my eye

When she came over to us I said, "Can I get yo number on the fly?"

Smell like no other, look like she strip undercover

Wish I could follow her home and just say thank you to her mother

Another interested brother who'd love to become your lover

Burn rubber to the spot to tell my dogs how much I dug ya

Outta here but I'm not gonna leave this place without gettin in yo face

I'm not a disgrace so I gotta see how you taste

And I move at a puma's pace

So baby please if you find the time to get up out the weeds

I wanna make you my squeeze cause these other chicks you supercede

I call her waitress and homie, I call him server

The waiter's a bloody murder, I never wanna hear no murmur no further

Cause she's bliss, I'm tryin to get in yo knicks

I want you so my order you can 86



[HOOK]



[VERSE 3]

And don't be tippin her below 20 percent

She need plenty for rent, leave her with pennies, then see her vent

To get money's her purpose, you don't tip, go get burgers

Believe her's is for TIPS meaning Tuition Ensuring Prompt Service

I'm nervous cause I'm gawkin mom's curvage

I'm beyond flirtish, us hookin up we both concert it

Where you get that smell from? She would never tell one

But she told me this, she say me she liked me cause I'm well done

Now your girl lookin real, real stanky, ain't she?

Cause she know you lookin at the waitress thinkin hanky-panky

Her attitude is wonderful, even got the strength to thank me

Even though she a single parent breakin her back but ain't so cranky

I had to make her my girl, now she gon' eat with me

Southern booty, mane, I truly never need to flee

I'm stayin focused, the waitress got me posted

But dwamn, look at that booty on the hostess...



[HOOK]

		


		
		
		

		
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