Sexy M.F. lyrics

by

Prince


[Intro: Prince]
In a word or two, it's you I wanna do
No, not your body, your mind, you fool
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker

[Verse 1: Prince]
We're all alone in a villa on the Rivier’
That's in France on the south side, in case you care
Out of all your friends, I wanna be the closest
That's why I tell you things, so you'll be the mostest
When it comes to life, to be this man's wife
You got to be well educated on the subject of fights
I mean the prevention of, in other words
It's R-E-A-L, meaning of this thing called love
Are you up on this?
If so, then you can get up, a hug and a kiss

[Chorus: Prince]
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker

[Verse 2: Prince]
We need to talk about things, tell me what ya do
Tell me what ya eat, I might cook for you
See, it really don't matter, 'cause it's all about me and you
Ain't no one else around
I'm movin' with the blindfold, gagged and bound
I don't mind, see, this ain't about sex
It's all about love being in charge of this life and the next
Why all the cosmic talk?
I just want you smarter than I'll ever be
When we take that walk
[Chorus: Prince]
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker

[Ad lib: Prince]
Horns, stand up, please
I like it, I like it

[Bridge: Prince]
You seem perplexed I haven't taken you yet
Can't you see I'm harder than a man can get?
I got wet dreams comin' out of my ears
I get hard if the wind blows your cologne near me
But I can take it 'cause I want the whole nine
This ain't about the body, it's about the mind

[Chorus: Prince]
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker
Come here, baby, yeah
You sexy motherf*cker

[Ad lib: Prince]
Tommy Barbarella in the house
Scrub the dishes
Come here, Tommy, yeah
Sexy, sexy, sexy, sexy
Levi, Levi, fly
Ooh, man, let's give 'em some more good sh*t
I like it, I like it
[Refrain: Damon di*kson and Kirk Johnson]
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass

[Verse 3: Tony M.]
Guard your folks and get your daughter
The sexy motherf*cker's so fine I could drink her bathwater
A long, leggy 5 foot 8, packing an ass as tight as a grape
I wanted to spit my game, but I said to myself
Hmm, just conversate, 'cause I'm usually quite the calm one
You never found me out prowling, boy, I'm just havin' fun
I'm happy to change my state of mind for this behind
I bet that if you threw that ass into the air, it would turn into sunshine

[Refrain: Damon di*kson and Kirk Johnson]
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
Sexy motherf*cker, shakin' that ass
Shakin' that ass, shakin' that ass
[Outro: Prince]
You sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker, sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker, sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker, sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker, sexy motherf*cker
You sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker, sexy motherf*cker
Sexy motherf*cker
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