Songtext Let's get busy baby Will Smith

Let's get busy baby

Dj jazzy jeff and the fresh prince

Mmm! say baby, you got some fries to go with that shake?
Ay what are you man? yo man, that is no way to talk to a woman man
Man! I =been= talkin to girls, man what are you talkin about?
That girl looks =good=
Man look, you just, you buggin man, you know what you said?
Okay, okay, alright, =you= show me how to talk to a lady

[fresh prince]
Aight, bet, uhh sweetheart?
Listen up toots I like your looks
I used to see girls like you in them girlie books
Im losin my mind, but its not lost yet
Id pay a thousand dollars just to see your sihlouette
Red is the roses color, blue is the violets
Heres my number baby, when you get home, dial it up
Ill be your man and you can be my lady
And you can come to my house, and we can get busy baby

Girl.. for..get about your boyfriend, hes nothin but a hassle
You can come with me and cold chill in my castle
Oh what a wonderful time it would be, imagine --
-- you and me, in my jacuzzi
Or horseback ridin or we can play tennis
But, the most intimate part will be when its
Time to eat dinner, well go get dressed
And then well give a call to antonie, my private chef
First well eat crablegs, by candlelight
Then sip wine by the fire for the rest of the night
And if the time is right, Ill ask you to be my lady
And we can dip right upstairs and get busy baby

You know since I first met you,
I wanted to let you know how I felt, so I could get you
To treat me like a phone and take me off hold
And make your hero come so I can pour my heart and soul
I cant help but dream about the ultimate life
Two kids, a dog, a goldfish - and you as my wife
Wed have a rosebush, with a white picket fence
And all the neighborhood kids would call me mr. prince
And on the lazy saturday afternoons
Right after me and the kids get finished watching cartoons
We could send them both outside to go playin
And we could spend some time upstairs, get what Im sayin?
The only problem, that we would have
Is whether or not to drive the porsche, the benz, or the jag
And every night before bed, flip the radio on
And sip dom perignon to the quiet storm
Gucci, louis vuitton, you want more?
Gloria vanderbilt or liz claiborne
Or christian dior from head to foot
The world is yours if youll be my toots
Ohhh I know what your problem is
Look those other chicks are just good friends
Ill give up my harem if youll be my lady
Cmon whaddya say, huh? lets get busy baby

Look, be honest, cmon, dont lie
Tell the truth - Im a hell of a guy, right?
Pretty smile, light brown eyes
Ive got miles on them other guys, face it
You could search america, russia or germany
But never will you find another man equivalent to me
But lets discuss it, perhaps over lunch
About how Ill be your poopsie, and you will be my hunybunch
Now isnt that special? why aint you widdit?
Youll be my only girl, yeah, thats the ticket
Lifes a risky business, babe you know the deal
Sometimes you just gotta say what the hell
Now is that time, roll for the money
Life is a gamble but Im a sure thing honey
Girl, you know you drivin me crazy
So how bout it, come on, lets get busy baby