Curtis Mayfield — Hes a Fly Guy

Verse One Down from the bar There's a platform stage People primpin' pimping Sharp as razor blades In from the street While the little people stare It's all about the style And the clothes you wear Chorus He's a fly guy, no one can deny He's a fly guy, ain't nothing 'bout him shy He's a fly guy, don't even bat an eye He's a fly guy Verse Two Harden in the face You know not to annoy Sweatin' his expression Is your tears of joy The look hе's got is fire hot I'm saying the least Most girls would likе to feast On this original piece He's a fly guy, none can deny He's a fly guy, ain't nothing 'bout him shy He's a fly guy, he don't even bat an eye He's a fly guy Verse Three A pleaser, not a teaser Is how he finish his day Deals with chicks and fix the tricks As long as they pay Like a nightmare of pain If you know what I mean Screams of laughter, running after His own self esteem He's a fly guy, no one can deny He's a fly guy, nothing 'bout him shy He's a fly guy, he don't even bat a eye He's a fly guy Verse Four Don't sucker me, just let me be My own kind of man Watch what you screw, what you do And how you attend What can you say, some kind of way He conquers defeat He's here to stay, game of the day Is Street selling meat He's a fly guy, no one can deny He's a fly guy, ain't nothing 'bout him shy He's a fly guy, you don't even bat a eye He's a fly guy