[Pete Rock]

Uhh

Ahh yeah

What we talkin bout? Talkin bout the skinz

Skinz? Yeah the skinz, you know, girls

Fine women

Skinz, listen listen to my man



[CL Smooth]

I hear it callin never stallin hit the skinz bed or shelter

Love to tap her on the shoulder, roll her over, then I belt her

Leave a bite when the joint is tight, lovely when it's loose

Produce the proper juice, plus I never hump a deuce

Give me the head on the waterbed, play you like a Pro Ked

Slide the flavors on the sled, listen to what he said

Come and lie on the bearskin, notice how the firm make him grin

Cover the checks and then I go cash em in

Hold the zipper, unlock, and grab the whole bag of treats

Hear the hooker slam the butcher with the biggest stack of meats

Take two hands to hold it, flip it out and unroll it

If you spot a brother larger then the next man stole it

Oochie coo now, you know the Mecca wanna bang bang

Beggin a pardon as I knock a new skinz stank thang

CL, kickin flavor with the Grand Puba

Speakin on the wins, I'm about to hit the skinz



[Pete Rock]

Talkin bout the skinz

The skinz

That's right, talkin bout the skinz baby

No disrespect, just talkin bout an everyday thing

C'mon



[Grand Puba]

Ha ha ha!

Hey, hey

Yeah...



Nowadays I'm on some extra be careful (shit)

I take precaution, before I slide up in the slit

Man (fuck) that I put aluminum foil on my (dick)

Cause if you catch it, boy that (shit)'ll kick you quick

Better yet, you can pass me a Ziplock

A bag of boom, and a 40 then some boot knock

I get stiff and it's hard like Charles Bronson

It's kinda (fucked) up what happened to Magic Johnson

But anyway, you know the resume-acap