Flirt - King Tee

Now girlies, ladies, just stay alert

I’m what you call a legitimate flirt

And if you don’t know how to spell f-l-i-r-King Tee

The coolest of the cool, there’s no one cooler than me

Because I talk to dames with no hesitation

I fill their heads with dreams and fascination

And when it’s time for me to break that bone

(Oh yeah) I just wax, then send they ass home (See ya!)

Cause I’m a K-i-n-g, no, a p-i-m-p

I put pretty girls to work

Now if you wanna join my crew

You must listen to what I do

It’s real simple, it’s slick and real easy

I just (flirt)

(Girls will all wanna try) --] LL Cool J

(Flirt)

(Oh yeah)

Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t think I’m macho

I talk to girls and they get all hot, so

I just let em know that I’m a real cool niggaroe

Not a tramp, just your average gigolo

Close to Casanova, got the knowledge of Farrakhan

Stroll like a pimp or a black Don Juan

I play my role real cool cause I don’t wanna scare em

(Oh yeah) I’m recruitin for my King Tee harem

Girls try to front messin with the pooh-put

I just tell em who I am and knock boots, huh

I diss a stunt after smokin a blunt

Catch a real fly girl cause they think I’m a hunk

But I’m a (flirt)

(Thought I was a) --] Rakim

(Flirt)

(Oh yeah)

(Now wait a cotton-pickin second, King Tee)

What’s up?

(You're not a better flirt than me)

Wha-ha?

Who are you?

(Pooh, the pimp saga

I take the freak to the Snooty or Ramada

You take girls to a cheap motel)

Sh-shut up (Then run your mouth like Howard Cosell)

No, it’s not like that, I’m a romancer

Skeezers like the way I do the cool dances

I got money to spend, I got money to lend

And if the girls don’t want it, hell, give it to the men

I ain’t a souped up jerk

It’s either my way or the highway, the fly way

I’m a (flirt)

(Oh yeah)

(That's right y’all, his name is) --] Kurtis Blow

(Flirt)

(It can be done but only I can do it) --]Rakim

(Flirt)

(King Tee is) --] King Tee

(one hell of a) --] Dimples D

(flirt)