Hit the Fan

[ Shawnie Shawn ]<br>Yo, what`s goin on Ice?<br>[ Ice-T ]<br>Yo what`s up Shawnie Shawn?<br>Man, just trippin off this girl, man<br>[ Shawnie Shawn ]<br>Girls?<br>You?<br>The Iceberg?<br>Aw man, come on, spill it, man<br><br>She was a swinger<br>Talkin `bout high post<br>She was the most<br>Knew she was fine, dope, fly<br>She didn`t have to try<br>She brought a eye on my eye in a crowded club<br>I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn`t budge<br>She moved through the crowd in a straight line<br>The closer she got, mad thoughts ran through my mind<br>Yo, what would I say, yo, how would I chill?<br>My mind drew a blank, the whole scene was ill<br>She stepped in the light, she was dynamite<br>Her eyes said, "I wanna be with you all night<br>I wanna rub you down, I wanna kiss, caress your soul<br>Make your body warm and cold<br>Do everything sexually you ever heard"<br>And she hadn`t said a single word..<br>I said, "Damn, what the hell am I gonna do?"<br>But my eyes said the same things too<br>I tried to speak, she put a finger across my lips<br>Followed it with a kiss<br>She said, "I want you bad," and she moved in next to me<br>This woman spelled out ecstacy<br>Said, "I`ve seen on the movies and TV<br>I love your records, but I ain`t no groupie<br>Just wanna love ya, cause you`re a real man<br>And you deserve this lovin like only I can"<br>I wanted her bad, and I am a man<br>That night the shit hit the fan<br><br>[ Shawnie Shawn ]<br>Damn, man<br>Keep on with it, man<br>Come on now kick it, man<br>You gotta kick it right, though<br>Let me know what`s up<br><br>She had a 500 S-E-L airtight<br>Cellular phone, brand-new, it was white on white<br>As we walked to the car, I couldn`t help but recognize<br>Her small waist and sexy thighs<br>She had a beach house she owned and a restaurant<br>Took me in her crib and put Sade on<br>As the waves hit the rocks in the moonlight<br>She came up behind me and squeezed me real tight<br>My mind started to trip, flip, roll, and roam<br>What about my girl who`s at sleep at home?<br>But before I could lock in on that thought<br>She broke out with a new men`s watch that she had bought<br>She put it round my wrist, it was a perfect fit<br>And said in my ear, "Want you to have it"<br>Then she unzipped her dress, dropped it to the ground<br>My mind was totally blown by now<br>She gazed at me nude in the moonlight<br>Pumps still on, her body was firm and tight<br>I looked at her breasts as they glistened and rised<br>Right before my eyes<br>And all I could say to myself was, "Damn.."<br>The night the shit hit the fan<br><br>[ Shawnie Shawn ]<br>Man, man, man<br>I understand...<br>(The night the shit hit the fan)<br>Come on now<br>I feel it<br>Come on<br>(The night the shit hit the fan)<br>Damn, man<br>It`s all that<br>Shit<br>Come on, Ice<br>Kick that shit<br><br>Now I`m a player, I been all around the world<br>Made love to many girls<br>But tonight this was the big league<br>And I was worryin about fatigue<br>I wanna do this girl, so she won`t forget me<br>And I knew that she`d let me<br>She moved close and took my shirt off<br>She said my skin was soft<br>Then slipped her hand<br>Between my stomach and my waist band<br>Man, I couldn`t take it no more<br>Fuck the bedroom, we use the kitchen floor<br>We hit skins all weekend<br>We didn`t even eat, we just hit em again<br>I love to think about how it went down<br>But she`s no longer around<br>Left town with some fly guy<br>She`s on some island drinkin D`Acqueray`s and Mai Thai`s<br>But she gave me the keys to the beach house<br>She knows what I`m about, at least now she figured out<br>I ain`t nothin but a straight up man<br>And I might need those keys the next time the shit hits the fan<br><br>Yeah<br><br>Uh!<br><br>Yeah<br><br>Uh..<br><br>Yeah<br><br>Uh<br><br>I want her<br><br>[ Shawnie Shawn ]<br>Damn<br>All that, all that<br>And after all that<br>You know?<br>You always know, man<br>In the long run<br>You meet another one like the other one