Oooh yeah, dj....ooh...ooh...ooh...ooh
Whos that gigalo on the street
With his hands in his pockets and his crocodile teeth
Hangin on the curb , looking all disturbed
At the boys from harlem ,they all came runnin
They were making noise , man handling toys
Sister girls on the block with the nasty girls
Wearing padded bras , suckin theirs through straws
Droppin down their drawers so that you can get yours

Gigalo, huh sucka
Gigalo, huh sucka

Whos looking good today
Whos looking good in everyway
No style to keep
You better watch dont mess with me
(zooaoaoa zoaoa ao zoo sound)
No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of
We always hangin in a buffalo stance
We do the dail everytime we dance
I give you love baby not romance
I make a move nuthing left to chance
So dont get fresh with me.

(scratching .....
Extending version includes
2 buffalo gals go round the outside..round the outside..round the outside..
3 buffalo gals go round the outside..round the outside..round the outside..
4 buffalo gals go round the outside..round the outside..round the outside..

Get fonkee...give it to me
(rap: so you say you wanted money but you know its never funny
When your shoes run through and theres a rumble in your tummy
But you had to have style and a go to smile
And put a girl on a corner so you can make a pile
Committed a crime and went inside
It was coming your way but you had to survive
When you lost the babe, you lost the race
And now youre looking at me to take her place

Whos looking good today
Whos looking good in everyway
No style to keep
You better watch dont mess with me
(zooaoaoa zoaoa ao zoo sound)
No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of
We always hangin in a buffalo stance
We do the dail everytime we dance
I give you love baby not romance
I make a move nuthing left to chance
So dont get fresh with me.

Looking good , hangin with a wild bunch
Looking good in a buffalo stance
Looking good when it comes to d-crunch
Looking good is a state of mind
State of mind dont go behind you
State of mind or youll be dead
State of mind may i remind you

Drop to this, rock this place

Whats he like....
What is he like anyway....
Yo man what do you expect , the guys a gigalo man (laughing)
You know , i mean

No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of
We always hangin in a buffalo stance
We do the dail everytime we dance
I give you love baby not romance
I make a move nuthing left to chance
So dont get fresh with me.

The wind of my face
Sound in my ear
Water before my eyes
And you in my mind
As i sink , down and down deep
Deeper into your soul

No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of

No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of

No money man can win my love
Its sweetnest that im thinking of