J Dilla - Multiply lyrics

[Hook] Cmon you and Me and We can Multiply Cmon you and Me and We can Multiply and grow Cmon you and Me and We can Multiply and grow T3 Feelins growin Heart racin Long awaited Both impatient Grabbed her booty, what you doin? Ahhh nothin Thinkin f**in Clothes off baby, let's do somethin Turn up the music (you such a cool chick) That tank top, you should lose it Ass so right I got to do this [Hook] Elzhi A burnin desire The herbs and the fire A thin fog hindog merged with papaya Perfect setting, we flirtin connecting Eyes with each other, it's worth the reflection Touchy feely s** me, really? How can i argue i smile when you start to Sways in your movement Stayin in the mood with my hands in your pants Playin in your pubics [Hook] T3 Love, pa**ion Us, lastin Let's get serious, talkin pastors You with my last name livin lavish Don't think about it, make it happen It's all for your multiplication subtraction Division addition equations fractions That has you masturbatin on satin Blankets naked relations imagine Aw naw legs to the wall Them drawers comin off girl x2 Can we just multiply? I want to multiply (take that sh** off girl) Ooh can we just multiply and grow x2 (aw naw them drawers comin off girl) (aw naw legs to the wall take that sh** off girl) [hook] (ooh can we just multiply and grow)