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packfm - upclose and personal lyrics

[hook: packfm & substantial]
i must confess, you’re the flyest i ever seen no contest
don’t worry ’bout me, i’m harmless
i just – wanted to let you know i’m feelin’ you to the utmost
how ’bout we get personal and upclose?

[packfm:]
i don’t give a f-ck about your sign, i’m not an astrologist
your body’s off the meter, i’m the leader – you need to follow this
you’re divine, stay on my mind, like a neurologist
playin’ doctor’s for little kids, let’s play gynecologist
you need some tlc, and i’m trynna creep with’ you
i lost my teddy bear, so baby doll, can i sleep with you?
f-ck me if i’m wrong, but isn’t your name heather?
i could’ve sworn that you and i went to different schools together
if my name sounds familiar, you should f-ck what you heard
the word of the day is legs, let’s go back and spread the word
my name’s packfm, you could call me tomorrow
i lost my phone number, do you have one i could borrow?
do you spit, or swallow? what? you don’t like my tactics?
let’s get married and have kids
if not – we could practice
it’s a shame that i have to mess your hair and smudge your makeup
but if you are what you eat, i hope i’m you when i wake up
don’t raise ya stakes up, follow your heart, take a chance
is that a mirror in your pocket? cause i could see myself in your pants
can we do this romance?
if you ain’t know what fm stands for, that means you’re feelin’ me with no hands…

[hook x2]

[girl:]
is this your friend?

[substantial:]
whooo! that’s what they say when you walk by
you thought i was the type who ain’t about nuthin?
girl, a tear fell when i spotted that onion
first thing on my mind was goin’ half on a youngin’
and we could make some beautiful babies and all that
own our own crib, picket fence, and “welcome” doormat
but i’ll hold that till later, i have yet to introduce myself
i’m yours, better known as stan, a gentleman as you could tell
not trynna gas ya (riight), just build for a sec or two
and explore your mind long before i have s-x with’ you (uh-huh, is that right?)
yeah, the thought crossed my mind, no doubt
i got the kinda lovin that’ll make you sweat your locks out
don’t look at me as if i got no cl-ss like a dropout
pardon a brotha’s french but godd-mn, you’re a knockout
not even a stan that hates enough (?) for me to recover
seein’ heaven face to face does a number on a brother…

[hook x2]

[substantial:]
pardon my pushiness, don’t mean to be foul, but listen
but why you want a dude who suffers from malnutrition?
what’s fm stand for? i’m here to solve the mystery
packfm really means pack fudge maliciously

[packfm:]
pardon his p-ss-ness, but i’m the one you should be jockin’
f-ckin’ with stanley, you’ll be borrowin his stockings
his “roses are red, violets are blue” sh-t is quite annoying
only thing you 2 might have in common is former boyfriends

[substantial:]
you p-ssin’ me up for him? now that’s tragic
this cat’s got the s-x appeal of a crack addict
sleepin’ on me like craftmatics, that’s played
i’m hung like a well-endowed runaway slave

[packfm:]
now he gettin’ brave for dissin me, thinkin he’s impressin you
stick with me and have a real professional undressin you
come here girl, and let me tell you stan’s history
sure he likes chicks, but loves hot boys like missy e…

[substantial:]
yo that’s bulsh-t!
[packfm:]
no it’s not
[substantial:]
yes it is
[girl:]
you know what? forget you both, cause i don’t have time for little kids…

[hook x2]

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