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Tech N9ne - The Waitress - From the album Killer

Hi, may I take your order?

DWAMN!
Aye, that's all I'ma say right now
I'ma at a loss for words girl you.. Girl gon take that bow
You lookin'.. boy My lady would hate this
If she knew that I was out with her but I'm trippin'off the Waitress
Whoop Shit, Who's this?
Baby while you do this
I'm sittin'here with another female & it's supposed to be exclusive
Beau-
Tif-
Fully loaded booty, hips & thighs
I wanna raspberry, lemonade baby & whatever your name is on the side
You speak unique beautiful teeth I just peeped
It's makin'me weak, to the point I can't even eat
Cause you give me butterflies, them butter thighs need to publicized
Your wonderful face & waist is great & it's no mistake that I love the eyes
Never like them other guys
Cause when I want it I'm on it
The way I'm watching you feel uncomfortable don't it?
But I'm thinkin'you should be in movies and this you need to quit
Then suddenly under my table I got a kick

(Chorus)

I love my girly but I'm looking at the Waitress
I'm at a business meeting trippin'off the Waitress
Can't think of eatin'mayne my girl will really hate this
I'm sittin'here with her but staring at the Waitress
& I like the way the Waitress
(Work That!)
(Work That!)
Gon get your money girl &
(Work That!)
(Work That!)
I really like the way you
(Work That!)
(Work That!)
Can I get you on the phone?
(Work That!)
(Work That!)
The Waitress got it goin'on!

Take my order anytime
I come here many times a week so she can give me mine
Baby girl is plenty fine
Business meeting Capital Grill was sippin'when she caught my eye
When she came over to us I said, "Can I get your number on the fly?"
Smell like no other, look like she strip undercover
Wish I could follow her home & just say thank you to her mother
Another interested brotha who'd love to become your lova, burn rubba
To the spot to tell my dogs how much I dug ya
Adamant
But I'm not gonna leave this place without gettin'in your face
I'm not a disgrace so I gotta see how you taste & I move at a puma's pace
So baby please, if you find time to get up out the weeds
I wanna make you my squeeze cause these other chicks you supersede
I call her waitress & homie I call him server, the waiter's a bloody murder
I never wanna hear no murmur no further
Cause she's bliss, I'm tryin'to get in your mix
I want you so my order you could eighty-six

(Chorus)

And don't be tippin'her below 20 percent, she need plenty for rent
Leave her with pennies then SEE her vent
To get money's a purpose, you don't tip go get burgers
Believe hers is for tips; needing tuition, ensuring PROMPT service
I'm nervous, cause I'm gawkin'mom's curvage
I'm beyond flirtish
Us hooking up we both concerted
Where'd you get that smell from?
She will never tell one, but she told me this she like me cause I'm well done
Now your girl lookin'real, real stanky ain't she?
Cause she know you looking at Waitress thinkin'hanky panky
Her attitude is wonderful even got the strength to thank me
Even though she a single parent breakin'her back but ain't so cranky
I had to make her my girl, now she gon eat with me
Southern booty mayne, I truly never need to flee
I'm stayin'focused, the Waitress got me posted
but Dwamn look at that booty on the Hostess!

(Chorus)

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