Poundcake

Yeah, she's gotta have soul Or it won't feel right Well, just plain, clean and simple Wrapped up, nice and tight In a home-grown and down home That makes a woman Cookin' up that old time, long lost recipe, for me It's gettin' hard to find Guess it ain't hip enough now You take an average guy Who can't identify And there's a short supply Ooh, of the fine, fine stuff Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on some of that Shake it up, pick it out nice Let me get on, let me get on, let me get on outta there I still love my baby's poundcake Home-grown and down home Yeah, that's the woman Still cookin' with that old time, long lost recipe Let me get on some of that Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho I want some of that Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Give me some of that Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Ooh, got some real fine poundcake I've been out there Tried a little bit of everything But it's all sex without love I found the real thing is poundcake Home-grown and down home Yeah, that's the woman Still cookin' with that old time Long lost recipe, yeah, woo She's down home and down home Oh, that's my woman Give me some of that Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Let me hold that Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah Home-grown and down home, woo Come on, baby Gimme some of that, gimme some of that Home-grown, way down home, yeah Uh-huh, uh-huh, ho, yeah Give me some of that, woo C'mon, baby