Ratrace - Madlib, Murs

Now the way you walked by had me running right after

And I never chase pussy but that’s another chapter

Got me caught up in the rapture

Anita for real

Sweeter than the pill, candy-coated Advil

Take that pain, minus my migraine

Don’t be like that, let me know your name

Put it through them lips thats as full as your frame

But she couldn’t be tamed 'till her friend lay claim

Seem him on BET, ooh game

Now I’m in but I never like to win it like that

Sign a napkin for her friend, put the pen in the cap

Turned and walked away with the wind to my back

I blew her off

Threw her off

Respect me bitch like you’re 'sposed to do a boss

Supervise her, I do despise her

Bandwagon bitch, quick to switch dick rider

'Cause I don’t chase

I won’t race

Just slow down let me set the pace

Heavy on the top with an itty bitty waist

With an ass, hips, lips, and a face like

Trying to find one that like me

'Cause I like most of them

Most of y’all get a kick out of playing with us men

Make us fight over

Waste the night over

Who should save face and be polite over

Other fish in the sea, more salmon upstream

I’m trying to find me one thats understanding of the dream

Jamming on the one but slamming on the team

By the team I mean

Me and you, you and I

I will clear the bench if you are that fly

But most just hover, so we wind up lovers

Homies, friends, won’t know me 'till the end

But I do enjoy the time that we spend

Hang out for a while, maybe catch a flick

Then we do it doggy style and you fetch the dick

We do it from the back 'cause I can’t front

You are one of many not the one that I want