text: I dont want to move too fast, but
  Cant resist your sexy ass
  Just spread, spread for me
  Dont want to come on too strong, but
  Ill play in you all day long
  Just spread, spread for me
  I, I cant read minds, but I can read yours
  I think she says that she wants to pour
  Your, your, yourself all over me
  What you think? I could be wrong, but pupils dont lie
  And if they do, by God, they must fry 
  You know, like electric chair
  The way you stare, yeah, Im there
  You committed a crime and Im the victim
  Ive got an eye out for she that cries out passionately
  Well do things backwardly, forwardly, horizontally
  Im too young to be settlin down
  Quick to change my mind tomorrow
  So, now can I borrow your timid torso
  More so than your soul? Honest me, gotta be how I roll
  Fuck the rhythm, tuck the rhythm under your bosom
  Youre the prism, Shirley Chisholm
  Was the first, lets rehearse makin a baby
  Put in your order, I want a baby daughter
  Dance on the tip of my tongue
  Shake the clouds until theres no more wetness in them
  Tell your homegirls that you will send them
  A postcard from 3000, hard
  Dont want to make you feel strange, but
  Dont let these words be in vain
  So spread, spread for me
  Nature knows that I want you, but
  Not unless you want me too
  So spread, spread for me
  I dont want to move too fast, but
  Cant resist your sexy ass
  Just spread, spread for me
  Dont want to come on too strong, but
  Ill play in you all day long
  Just spread, spread for me
  Dont want to make you feel strange, but
  Dont let these words be in vain
  So spread, spread for me
  Nature knows that I want you, but
  Not unless you want me too
  So spread, spread for me
  The morning after...