Candyman - Melt In Your Mouth lyrics

Mm-hmm... This one goes out To all the s**ers out there Who thought I was soft When I dropped Knockin' Boots For the ladies But I'm-a come correct this time And do something a little bit different (Who you gonna cook this to, man?) Mmm, the ladies Melt in your mouth, not in your hand The C-A to the -ndy was the M-A-N I'm like no other man, 'cause you know no other man can Be an undercover lover and a soul brother man On the other hand, introduce me to your mother and I wouldn't be surprised if she's my number one fan Here I stand a full six-feet-three And the perfect match has to be when you meet me Under a palm tree in the middle of the beach Bring a towel or a sheet like the boots with sand on my feet After we eat what we brought on the pier I hear your earrings jingle like a chandelier As you premiere what you hear is not a simile But it's meant to be the poetry as me, a K-I-N-G There'll never be another Candyman Because I melt in your mouth, not in your hand Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth, not in your hand Lip smacking good, good to the last drop If I didn't have to go, I know you never would stop I'm on the top of your list for the best French kiss I a**ist on your one last wish, and since I'm not the type to fall in love on sight I'm-a let you hold me tight for just one night Since I write the rhymes to make the whole world sing It doesn't mean a thing when you call me the king And bells won't ring 'til I walk down the aisle You could smile, but that won't be for a long while It'll take more than a k**er behind to change my mind I'm not blind, I know the time See, I'm not the kind to write a rhyme while you laugh Ha, ha, ha, girl, I get half So as I see it, you don't need a wedding band 'Cause I melt in your mouth, not in your hand Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth, not in your hand Thirst quenching, did I mention Give a chick an inch and she'll want an extension Pictured on my heiny right behind me is the man of the house Suggesting that I burn the hell out You begin to count, but no doubt, you call my cellular phone Because I melt in your mouth like a snow cone On and on as the saga continues Here's another page on the menu When you see the Candyman, you see me as a hot hor d'oeuvre And you got a lot of nerve First come, first served is the usual procedure After I tell you that I need you Featured with any kind of line that I think what's best for you Because I wanna get next to you Sex with you is just one small part of the plan Because I melt in your mouth, not in your hand Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth, not in your hand Melt in your mouth, not in your hand The C-A to the -ndy was the M-A-N I'm like no other man, 'cause you know no other man can Be an undercover lover and a soul brother man On the other hand, introduce me to your mother and I wouldn't be surprised if she's my number one fan Here I stand a full six-feet-three And the perfect match has to be when you meet me Under a palm tree in the middle of the beach Bring a towel or a sheet like the boots with sand on my feet After we eat what we brought on the pier I hear your earrings jingle like a chandelier As you premiere what you hear is not a simile But it's meant to be the poetry as me, a K-I-N-G There'll never be another Candyman Because I melt in your mouth, not in your hand Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth Melt in your mouth, not in your hand