You tryna see me with a kid I'm tryna get it in the bag We gonna treat it like our art Till we too tired and I'm glad We'll mix our frequencies With a scoop of coconut oil You try to tell me what it is I'll try to show you where to go Pop out the real thang Show me the real thang I want the real thang Gimme the real thang How bout the real thang(You appeared to know that I'd be That thing for you) show me the real thang, I want the real thang (It's there waiting so ready All that love for you and me, too) Gimme the real thang (...) You lookin' right into my eyes I'll let you hit it from the back (I will) Kiss me there, drink up every ounce Till my eyes roll all the way back We make new promises Every time I slip you inside You try to show me what it is I'll try to tell you how to ride How 'bout out the real thang Show me the real thang