Rated R Songtext
von Ralph Tresvant

Yo, baby, you better tell ′em
This rhythm is rated R
Ah, what's up? Come on

Make way for the brother risin′ from undercover
Superfly for the '90s 'cause I finally discovered
Had to get it corrected ′cause I heard that you want it
Makin′ sure that it's funky so you never sleep on it
Tell you straight from the get-go what some people don′t get, though
It's the mind of the Rizzos from the heart of the ghetto

So this single′s my ladder 'til my pockets get fatter
Family strugglin′ hard and it's makin' me madder
So I decided to kick it, let the public pick it
All the rebels can bump it and the suckers can lick it

Couldn′t wait to release it ′cause I knew you would feel it
And relate to the topic, so it's time I reveal it
It′s rated R


Come on, what you sayin'?
It′s rated R, boy
Do it, baby
Oh, yeah, I'ma do it, baby

Whatever made you think that I had a weak mind?
Is it because I play the back when it′s not my time?
Well, maybe this time I'll just showboat out
And be the only body anybody's talkin′ about
′Cause I depend on this design to designate defeat
The bass and def minds of dejectors since the fume is to breathe
Never late, far from fate, my head's on straight
My expedition, first mission, new addition of state
I buy my mother one mansion and a Rolls to go

Write the mansion off in taxes so I can buy more
Sometimes even I can′t understand

How I can be so chilly, yet a businessman
And though you like what I'm doin′, speech and motion combined
This is not my profession, just a hobby of mine
It's rated R

You understand?
Then come on, come on
Do it, baby

Just do it, baby


Can you feel it? (I can feel it)
Can you feel it? (I can feel it)
And the ladies say
Do what you′re doin' (Keep doin' it, baby)
Doin′ it with me, oh, yeah (All the ladies say)
Do what you′re doin' (Doin′ it)
Doin' it with me, oh, yeah (Come on, and the ladies say)
Do what you′re doin' (Doin′ it)
Doin' it with me, oh, yeah (Drop the masterpiece, kick it)

I think they forgot, baby, tell 'em again
This rhythm is rated R
Do it, baby (Double up, baby)
Do it, baby, do it, baby
Do it, baby, do it, baby (Keep doin′ it)
Do it, baby, do it, baby (Keep doin′ it)
Do it, baby, do it, baby (Yeah, that's what I′m talkin' about)
Do it, do it, do it, do it
Do it, do it, do it, do it (Uh, uh-oh, uh-oh, here we go)

The rhythm of the Rizzy Moe sound
Snatch you up then smack you back down

Rip your soul, take control of your body
As I run things my way, you do what I say
′Cause all of my life I've dreamt about makin′ it
It's all about takin' it, no time to be fakin′ it
′Cause I just wanted to see if you was real about makin' it hype
And if you′re not, yo, pass me the mic
You're just a punk mother— on the microphone
You need to step down and hand me the throne
And don′t call me a New Jack 'cause Jack ain′t new to this
The reason you're scared of me is 'cause you′re not true to this

Style of music because this music′s forever
'Specially when it′s well thought out and cleverly put together
R-I-Z-Z-Y M-O-E professional 'til the E-N-D
It′s Dr. Controversy

I think you better tell 'em, baby
This rhythm is rated R

You know why? You heard what she said, right? (Do it, baby)
Yo, it′s rated R (Do it, baby)
It's rated R (Do it, baby)
Rated R for Ralph Tresvant, you understand? (Do it, baby)
Rated R for Rizz (Do it, baby)
Rated R for Rizzo (Do it, baby)
This rhythm is rated R

Yo, strap 'em down

Okay, there it is
This one′s goin′ out to my boys
BBD stands for Bell Biv Devoe
It's got to go out to Johnny Gill
And you know I can′t forget about my partner in crime, Bobby Brown
Tell 'em, baby
This rhythm is rated R

Uh-huh, Rated R for Ralph T, here we go
Ayo, Jim, I think right now, man
I wanna get to somethin′ nice and slow
On second thought, get to somethin' nice and easy
So lay it back for me, baby, so I can flow