Lyrics:
This one goes outTo all the suckers out thereWho thought I was softWhen I dropped Knockin' BootsFor the ladiesBut I'm-a come correct this timeAnd do something a little bit differentWho you gonna cook this to, manMmm, the ladiesMelt in your mouthNot in your handThe C-A to the NdyThe m-a-nI'm like no other manCause you knowNo other man canBe an undercover loverAnd a soul brother manOn the other handIntroduce me to your mother andI wouldn't be surprised ifShe's my number one fanHere I standA full six feet threeAt the perfect matched heightsTo be when you meet meUnder a palm treeIn the middle of the beachBring a towel or a suitLike the boots with sand on my feetAfter we eatWhat we brought on the pierI hear your earrings jingleLike a chandelierAs you premiereWhat you hear is not a simileBit it's meant to be the poetryThere'll never be another CandymanBecause I melt in your mouthNot in your handMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthNot in your handLip smacking goodGood to the last dropIf I didn't have to goI know you never would stopI'm on the top of your listFor the best french kissI assist on your one last wishAnd since I'm not the typeTo fall in love on sightI'm-a let you hold me tightFor just one nightSince I write the rhymesTo let the whole world singIt doesn't mean a thingWhen you call me the kingAnd bells won't ringTil I walk down the aisleYou could smile butThat won't be for a long whileIt'll take more thanA killer behind to change my mindI'm not blindI know the timeSee, I'm not the kindTo write a rhyme while you laughHa ha, girl, I get halfSo as I see itYou don't need a wedding bandCause I melt in your mouthNot in your handMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthNot in your handThirst quenching, did I mentionGive a chick an inchAnd she'll want an extensionPictured on my heinyRight behind me isThe man of the houseSuggesting that I burn the hell outYou begin to count but no noubtYou call my cellular phoneBecause I melt in your mouthLike a snow coneOn and on as the saga continuesHere's another page on the menuWhen you see the CandymanYou see me as a hot hors duvresYou got a lot of nerveFirst come, first servedIs the usual procedureAfter I tell you that I need youFeatured with any kind of lineThat I think what's best for youBecause I wanna get next to youSex with you is justOne small part of the planBecause I melt in your mouthNot in your handMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthNot in your handMelt in your mouthNot in your handThe C-A to the NdyThe m-a-nI'm like no other manCause you knowNo other man canBe an undercover loverAnd a soul brother manOn the other handIntroduce me to your mother andI wouldn't be surprised ifShe's my number one fanHere I standA full six feet threeAt the perfect matched heightsTo be when you meet meUnder a palm treeIn the middle of the beachBring a towel or a suitLike the boots with sand on my feetAfter we eatWhat we brought on the pierI hear your earrings jingleLike a chandelierAs you premiereWhat you hear is not a simileBit it's meant to be the poetryThere'll never be another CandymanBecause I melt in your mouthNot in your handMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouthMelt in your mouth