Well, well
Say it now, baby, mhmm
They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
You know that I'll be there
They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
Oh yeah
Anytime that you see me, baby
You know that I'll prepare
(Dear) now you know this is the remix, huh
So big Pokey had to cook up some more gumbo for you
I've got my boys with me
You feel me
Show me how you do it big homie
They call me Tucker
Oh Tucker
And anytime that you see me, baby
You know it ain't nothing but trouble
They call me Tucker
Tucker
And if you don't believe me, ask your girl
She can tell you how I'm a real good lover
You can find me in a club
Really cuttin' up
The guys be mad 'cause the women show me love
Took her to a sweet shop, a number one hit
Now all she want me to do is lick, lick, lick
That's right
The King of Swing, I go all night long
Workin' out to my own damn song
She said, "Don't make me fake" (what, girl?)
"I'm just gonna make you moan"
They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
You know that I'll be there
They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
Oh yeah
Anytime that you see me baby
You know that I'll prepare
Now I ain't tryna toot my own horn
But Pokey is a son of a gun
'Cause every time that you see me, baby
You see me with a Champion
You can catch me on Friday, chillin' at the Hole in the Wall
Dancing with Ms. Captain
I don't think she have on no drawers
Wait a minute
Now that you got me, baby
Won't you tell me what we gon' do?
I heard they said the club was closin'
But girl I'm not through
Somebody tell the DJ, play me just one more song
But the way she doesn't know me
We could do this all night long
They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
You know that I'll be there
They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
Oh yeah
Anytime that you see me, baby
You know that I'll prepare
Now you know it ain't over
I think I'll show off a little bit of a special treat for my players
Come on Tyree, show 'em what you came to do, baby
They call me Tyree (Tyree)
Mister Tyree Neal (Mister Tyree Neal, yeah)
Every time you see me in the club
I'm drinking that whiskey and beer
They call me Tyree (Tyree)
She wanna put it on me
The way she shakin' that booty thang
This is where I want to be
You've been carrying the beat, yeah
Reppin' that Jackie Neal
Make me come bring the wheels out
From Alabama down to Jacksonville (down to Monroeville)
I'ma do my thing, you'll see me in the Hole in the Wall
Probably buyin' all the boy, yo
I got us thinking I'm gon' spend it all, me and big Pokey
They call me Pokey, big Pokey bear
Oh yeah, anytime that you need me baby
You know that I'll be there
They call me Pokey, Mr. It Ain't Fair
Oh yeah
Anytime that you see me, baby
You know that I'll prepare
Mhmm
Well, well
Say it now, baby
Mhmm