Lyrical Breakdown of Cramping My Style - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Well, it's me, the I-N-F-I-N-I-T-Y Comin on the m-i-c to let you know that I I'm sick and tired of weak-minded two cents brothas Only out for one thing, and that's to get you undercovers You wanna lick me down, strap me down Think you're gonna toss on me, well I won't be around For you to put wear-and-tear on my body If you know like I know You better go cause I ain't even hottie To tell you the truth, you ain't that major Cause you made a little album and you getting the papers Well, it's my turn and you're catchin the vapors Before you know it, you'll be askin for favors Remember back in PA? When you were constantly jockin and callin my everyday The truth hurts huh, and you won't admit Cause, you're too busy thinking you're the shit YOU'RE CRAMPIN MY STYLE!! Hold up dammit, you got the wrong man I hate to bust your bubble But, I'm down to drop a load, then I'm gone man Ain't with no relationships and suckin on toes I LIKE A ONE NIGHT STAND, JUST KICK IT WITH SOME HOES! You down with that jimmie, then it's on! The 9-2 king of the quickie, so get me then I'm gone Just open up, and you gone get got Ain't no kissin and huggin, I leave you sleepin in the wet spot Let me in it, and let me out Wham bam thank you ma'am, yeah that's what it's all about! And, don't take it personal when I bail on ya Just smoke a cigarette and kick it in the sauna Cause havin me all on ya ain't the lick You're down for a love affair BUT SEE, I'M ONLY DOWN FOR A QUICK STICK! So, check your watch or your clock Cause, I ain't about havin nobody feenin on my jock! YOU'RE CRAMPIN MY STYLE! I got to have some time to get to know ya, let me date ya Cause one night stands ain't really in my nature I need some substance to take it I love you on the first night, ain't even gonna make it Cause broken hearts, I don't had enough of I need sensuality, not a bunch of broke love If you can provide it, let's have it Take your time baby, stop jumpin like a rabbit Let's start somethin on a come-up We can have it goin on here from sun-down to sun-up Don't try to run up in me fast I want to find out how long can B-U-N B last Pass the ice and the honey, the money you can keep Watch your back at all times, one eye open when you sleep I can't have you for a part-time lover Infinity has found another CAUSE YOU'RE CRAMPIN MY STYLE! Love you down but only for a little time B-C-B, baby, I'm goin down for mine My my my, I see you want me to spend the night No, not quite, I did my part, now I'm takin flight You just might see me again, but not soon You can keep the wedding I JUST WANT THE HONEYMOON! You might be good, but see - that ain't even the point I got all that I wanted, now I'm out of this joint So, you can pass me my draws and pass me my cap Cause, I ain't go be here when you wake up from your nap And, that's the haps, no ifs ands or buts Now, pass my matchbox, so I can hit the cut I love them guts, but not enough to stick around So when I raise up, you can keep on layin down I HATE TO CLOWN, BUT THAT'S LIFE AS I SEE IT YOU'RE LOOKIN FOR A FULL-TIME MAN, I CAN'T BE IT! YOU'RE CRAMPIN MY STYLE!