The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
Hey how you doin', lil mama?
Lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you something that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? And see if it's soft
Nah, I'm just playin', let's just say I can
And I'm known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth don't get fed
So I don't mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start using your head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up, slappin ass 'cause the sex gets rough
Switch positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
You fine, but I ain't gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me what's up
Walk around the club with your thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoes grown 'cause they don't spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
You want to skeet skeet, you get your feelin's hurt
'Cause I'll beat that cat with a dog
And knock the walls of a broad 'til she scrawl
Like (ooh!)
Yeah, something like that
But it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck the bitch on the counter make the plates fall Back
On the floor she ain't screamin' 'cause a nut so they crack
Crack, crack
Fuck that, bend over, I'ma give you a snack pack
Wait 'til you see my dick
Wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
(Ooh!)
Lemme whisper in your ear
Tell you something that you might like to hear
You got a sexy ass body and your ass look soft
Mind if I touch it? And see if it's soft
Nah, I'm just playin', let's just say I can
And I'm known to be a real nasty man
And they say a closed mouth don't get fed
So I don't mind asking for head
You heard what I said, we need to make our way to the bed
And you can start using your head
You like to fuck, have yo legs open all in da butt
Do it up, slappin ass 'cause the sex gets rough
Switch positions and ready to get down to business
So you can see what you've been missin'
You might had some but you never had none like this
Just wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
You fine, but I ain't gone sweat ya
See I wanna fuck, tell me what's up
Walk around the club with your thumb in ya mouth
Put my dick in, take your thumb out
There might be a lil kosher to deal with
Wet fat hoes grown 'cause they don't spill shit
I keep a hoe hot when I'm puttin' in work
You want to skeet skeet, you get your feelin's hurt
'Cause I'll beat that cat with a dog
And knock the walls of a broad 'til she scrawl
Like (ooh!)
Yeah, something like that
But it depends on the swing of the baseball bat
Fuck the bitch on the counter make the plates fall Back
On the floor she ain't screamin' 'cause a nut so they crack
Crack, crack
Fuck that, bend over, I'ma give you a snack pack
Wait 'til you see my dick
Wait 'til you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
Wait you see my dick
Ay, bitch, wait 'til you see my dick
I'ma beat that pussy up
Like bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Bam, bam, bam, bam, bam
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
Beat the pussy up, beat the pussy up
(Ooh!)
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Wait (The Whisper Song) Lyrics as written by Deongelo Holmes Michael Crooms
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