[Lyric] Black Prude (I-Roy)

Kinda sound coming from the number one studio in the world
Kinda sound, you gotta tell it even to your girl
Yeah

Kinda sound designed for the young at heart and totally together
So if we're black, folks, we got to really join together, as I would say
Say, we are birds of one feather but we don't flock together, as I would tell you
So the sound got to be mellow like the jello when it hit you in the ear
Baby, have no fear
Kinda sound came [?] and gone, and not for salе, as I would say
Crazy 'bout this kinda sound, come down with me, as I would tell you
Yеah, yeah

Really not for sale, as I would say
Black and I'm prude and I'm very rude, and I'm really not for sale, as I would say
Tough, and I never knock out without a doubt, I'm not for sale, as I would say
Tame, and I'm cool, and I know the golden rule, I'm not for sale, as I would say
Who black at heart, cry and crawl like a snail, I'm not for sale, as I would say
Baby, you could get me off the bill, because I'm not for sale
Really not for sale, as I would tell you
Kinda music hit you, you got to move along
Blow your horn, daddy
Cause the sound a really playing on strong
Oh, daddy
Got a good thing going on
We got to move, keep going on, as I would say
Really got a good thing going on, come down with me, as I would play it on the scene
I'mma play from my record machine
Really gotta be keen and be no jelly bean, as I'm about to whip the scene
I said exist in loving, you could never be mean
Yeah

And when I say I'm not for sale, I really mean it
Not for sale, no way, no way, no way at all
Kinda not for sale, as I would tell you